I prefer to think of your ex-fiance as a drag queen performing off-broadway as Patsy Cline.

I think I might, too. He was such a conflicted little bi-boy. If it wasn't for the fact I know he didn't have much of a singing voice and a foxtrot to Patsy was about the extent of his dancing skills, he was enough of a drama queen to have become a drag queen later in life.

require their social space to be equipped with nerd cocoons. (In my case it's the rest rooms, which have the advantages of being relatively ubiquitous and equipped with lockable doors. The decor generally leaves something to be desired, but I have been pleasantly surprised on occasion.)

Nerd cocoons, love. But actually - I think this is part of why I find it hard to give up smoking (and maybe a good bit of why I started in the first place). It's a five-minute out from social situations that you can call on at any time and doesn't require explanation.

It also tends, or used to tend, to cut down a group of thirty to a more managable size. You head for where the smokers are, suddenly you've got a group of four or five that you can talk to, rather than being standing lost in a room full of people you need to work up a reason to approach if you don't want to stand there aimlessly like a freaky loser.

I have ex boyfriends on facebook, but basically only one ever interacts with me, and that's to make commentary on my football picks.

But actually - I think this is part of why I find it hard to give up smoking (and maybe a good bit of why I started in the first place). It's a five-minute out from social situations that you can call on at any time and doesn't require explanation.

My mother used to announce that she was going outside to do drugs.

Being a high-maintenance gothy type, I can always excuse myself to go reapply lipstick.

I have a couple of 'friends' that I hide on facebook. less fraught than defriending.

It is interesting to find myself sort of nodding along with every body. I have to say sometimes a very large gathering is more comfortable to me that an 8- 10 people gathering. if it is in the 30 plus range I can almost not talk to people . Or i can have a rote conversation or story that I repeat. in a smaller crowd people notice when I am not talking. of course, my job is so people-oriented that I often just say - too many cray people today - and wave my hand in the air . And I try to impress upon Matt that he needs to warn me if I am going to be come home to a crowd of people. ( which might be one ) if he wants me to be less than cranky. and eventually the office will be set up as a place for me to be when he has people over to play music. being audience is not always fun

Crap, ran out of time. Day was relatively uneventful. Birthday boy didn't show ("childcare issues") so I get to inform him that he's done tomorrow.

Time for shower and bed. Trying once again to establish a bed time routine.

Oh I am seriously just considering the unfriend. So much simpler. He can care if I ignore texts or emails. No business caring if I unFacebook.

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Which I just did.

Heh. I'm gay, of course all my exes are friended on FB. And I havent bothered to make lists, so they can see all. But I think some of them have blocked me without defending. (damn you autocorrect--deFRIENDing)

I am pleased to apparently be Smonster! Awesome.

And I love the image of the ex as patsy clone.

patsy clone

I don't know if that's a typo or the autocorrect knowing better than you, but it would sure fit for a drag queen.