Hi Alibelle! Tell you what, I'll try to go write too and then you'll have company.

But before I go, happy birthday Deena!

Hi, Burrell! Wouldn't it be more fun, though, if you could magically make all the writing done already?

Plus, I'm trying to talk myself out of wanting pancakes. I seriously have no idea what my damage is. Although I suppose it is lunchtime now. And considering one of my breakfasts was a granola bar and a glass of milk, and the other one was leftover black beans and rice, maybe it makes sense that I'm hungry again.

Happy Birthday, Deena!!

What would be more fun would be to have you over here drinking iced tea with me.

Mm, iced tea and pancakes!

So at the insistence of a good friend I started a facebook page.

In a moment of "stupidity" I searched my ex-husbands name and he has an account. It's bringing up a lot of emotion. He was a jerk that just walked out and left a note.

Part of me wants to try to "add" him just so I can finally tell him off. Stupid idea, I know. I guess I just want the last word

Gadget Girl, I can't even imagine a world where that could possibly end well. Resist.

GG, don't do it. If only for the following reason:

The other week, I got a friend request from a Most Unpleasant Ex. And I got such amazing pleasure from the thought that he was pathetically trying to reestablish some sort of friendship 10 years later, while I laughed lustily at the wormitude and hit "ignore". Do you really want him to think you're the pathetic one in the reverse situation?

True. In the end I don't want to go to that dark place. It was just the reality of actually seeing a photo of him and the thought that finally I could have my say. He isn't worth it.

I do not want to be seen as pathetic. I've worked too hard to move past him and to attain things he only dreamed of. He isn't worth my time and hasn't been for a very long time.

Thanks for talking me down.

Exactly! And no problem.

Also, if it makes a difference, I am regretting friending back my not-ex, but bi-sexual love of my high school/college years who I started a theatre with and I did all the work and he did all the glory somewhat assholic friend who is now seems to be in a loving relationship with a man who is supporting him and their child in the life to which they have been acustomed while he does (probably bad) theatre. I am finding it hard to hang on to the anger because their kid is sooo cute! And perhaps he is not an asshole anymore, but I sort of suspect, knowing him and his repeated attempts to contact me lately, that he really wants attention and still can't fathom why I woke up one day and realized he was an asshole who took all the credit for my work.