Poor girl...

I have to admit something. Occasionally I have been known to play in cyberspace, searching around for old friends, classmates, a missing cousin or two, and (this is the sad part...) an ex-boyfriend...

With all this information potentially available at my fingertips, who could resist?

I found my ex-boyfriend's (the guy I dated before Billy) myspace website as a 'friend' link through his present girlfriend's myspace site, (which I found through the radio station's website at which she works, known to be because I'm still friends with his sister-in-law...). Whew!

No, I'm not going to say, 'what a loser!' or anything like that, but...

In a moment of complete boredom, I checked out her site recently, where she gushes about how great her boyfriend is, and how lucky she is to have met him so young, blah, blah, blah... (Apparently she doesn't mind alcoholic, neurotic, narcissistic, bottom dwellers but whatever...) I hit the link to his site, and there was a little greeting from her posted on the 11th of January, 2001, 'Happy 6 years!'

Here's the absolutely funny part...

Oh, that's funny! You see I was still dating him then!

A few weeks before we finally broke up, he told me about her. (I didn't know her) Apparently she approached him at a bar, I believe, and she said that she was attracted to him, and would like to go to lunch, and get to know him better. Admittedly, it was good of him to tell me this, and after I kind of freaked out, he told me that although he wanted to, he wasn't going to call her, and we left it at that... (Did I tell him how many times I was asked out while we were together? and never considered cheating on him? once again I digress...)

We broke up the night before Superbowl 35. I remember so well, as I was supposed to stay at his house that night, as my room mate was having an uber-creepy out of town friend stay over, and I did not want to be there... I also remember the date so well, (January 27th, 2001) as the next day I went to a Superbowl party with a friend, and this guy who I'd known for years was there, and he promptly planted himself next to me, and I accidentally drank his rye and coke... I married that guy 14 months later... (ahhh, TLA, TLF)

When the ex and I broke up I felt a huge sense of relief. A weight lifted. A new beginning. I was actually thankful, and wasn't upset in the least, even though we were together off and on for over 3 years... Obviously now I look back and realize that it was one of my life's most important events, as this break-up led me straight to the nicest man, and the best husband in the world... (seriously, ask anyone...)

Looking back after the break-up, (which I did very little, as I so needed to move on) I realized that he probably cheated on my every chance he got. He was always accusing me of being with or interested in someone else, and that is an obvious manifestation of his own guilt.

So anyways... I feel sorry for this girl. I know what it is like to be manipulated by an older guy. I know the warped mind games, and bad behaviour of that ex. The fact is that she celebrates a date that isn't real. Hopefully it is just the date that they met. Hopefully he was as honest with her as he (almost) was with me. He was dating both of us on your 'anniversary'. I feel sorry for her... but it's still pretty funny...