Somewhere between Bell's Palsy and death
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Tonight’s the night …
I see my college boyfriend for the first time in, oh, at least 10 years!?!?

Except for passing references and a coded in-joke to Wad, I haven't mentioned him much here because, well, he has no effect whatsoever on my world now and hasn't in the 10 or so years I haven't seen him. (Luckily for me, once I'm over it, it's, like, totally wiped from the annals. Getting to that point, however, is an entirely different critter that usually takes much longer than humanly necessary, but I digress.) Anyway, I'll be seeing him at an assignment -- a formal gig that the not-for-profit for which he works puts on for its clients each year -- which means I'll be putting on makeup, the industrial strength support thing-y and my fancy Ralph Lauren pants. Am I going to go out of my way to talk to him? Not at all. I have no reason to. Plus, I'm sure his wife's* going to be there, and that would be awkward considering he was doing us at the same time.

[UPDATE: Welp, there's nothing TO report, because if he was there, I didn't see him, and I certainly wasn't going to ask any of the employees if he was there. There WAS, however, this blonde chick that kept giving me the eyeball, and I wonder if that might have been his fucking bitch ol' lady wife, because although she knew me? I didn't know who SHE was. Of course, it could've also been that I was looking reasonably hot, and she was jealous of the hottness.]
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