The never-so-random chance meeting with the ex is never a good thing. Running away is always the best solution, lest some brave drunk fucker trying to get in her pants try to show her what a tough guy he is by starting a fight. Unless you like to smack fools in the mouth like I do

Has my stamp of APPROVAL, BEYATCH!

Isn't FB fucking scary?! *shudder*

ahh, the joys of the ex....yeah, its a good thing that most of my ex's (last I knew) lived in different states. with at least one state between us (one is in Missouri last I knew, the other in North Carolina....well, the North Carolina one is kind of an ex).

I learned to dodge them...the other two might be in the area, but since it was high school, and I'm at my 15 year reunion, it should be safe.

outside of that, fun times! let's see, during that time period, I worked, slept, did laundry (I think), cooked food and bought comic books.

okay so I'm a geek that way.

and who's the hot blonde in that picture with her tongue out? I can't focus on anything but that!

view the picts from the attachement file and then they are legible C. Plus you can always zoom the screen size too

As strange as I am, even I might feel weird slipping him the tongue and telling him that was from you

Yes they are pictures of Big Sur, taken from my cell phone.

Thanks for the complement on my sartorial sense.