Kudos to Beaver--I'm proud of you.
OHHHHHHH....funny/odd ex-boyfriend story! Everyone knows about how the relationship I had with Man-pretty ended fairly well. My other ex, Whelk Boy, and I did not part on all together "great" terms. I was walking home today and I saw him right infront of me. I think I scared him when I ran up and started a conversation with him. At first he was all like, "Um, yeah....hi" I'm not sure why I did it, but I'm glad I did. He wasn't a great boyfriend, but when he WAS my bestfriend it was fantastic.
Then of course I met up with G-string. He has actually gotten used to me calling him that to his face--he might like the name actually. Anyway, I carried his bag (which probably weighed more than I do) to soccer practice for him while he ran to his mom's work for something.
I'm far too nice.
I think I have to say that the BEST part of the day was when Mr. Peterson flung darts at He Who Shall Forever Remain Nameless' Head. It was great. I'm not trying to be evil, but it shut him up for the rest of the block--which was quite skillful on Mr. P's part!
I had something to say about Mr. Mystery (that sounds a lot better than Mystery Man). Last night I had a thought that he might not be real. Not like an imaginary friend, but there have been times when I've liked a guy and imagined things that were not there--like a sense of decensy for example (Whelk Boy). I don't know. I guess I'm just questioning my judgement because of past experience.