Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Dee and Holiday

Dee emailed me yesterday. Her grandfather is very ill, so it talked a lot about that. She thanked me again for the flowers, but didn't mention anything else about our last visit. I am driving home for Christmas this Sunday, really looking forward to 6 hours in the car with the hound again. I am not sure if I will see Dee when I am home because she usually spends weekends and holidays in Vermont with her family.

I lucked out. One of my buddies from college, Chuck (another Chuck, not the one from DC) , called me a few weeks ago and invited me on a trip to South America. Chuck, his business partner, myself and two other guys are going to Buenos Aires and Punta del Este for a week. They have a crazy trip planned, I will certainly have some good stories when I get back.

I received an interesting email this week from a former girlfriend, Leeza. Leeza was one year behind me in high school. We dated for about a year after college when we both moved back home. The relationship ended when she cheated on me with another guy. She was good friends with him and they spent a lot of time together, but I never felt threatened because I thought he was gay. They are now married and have three kids. Actually, I still think he's gay.

Anyway, Leeza saw me on Facebook and sent me a message saying hello, it was out first communication in eight years. She is now a stay-at-home mom, living in a very exclusive town, and sounds bored to tears. Leeza went to Catholic University and almost didn't graduate because she developed a serious cocaine habit and was snorting the money her dad sent her for rent every month. She was all cleaned up when we dated, but she definitely still had a wild streak and there was always drama. I would say there is, conservatively, an 75% chance I could nail her tomorrow. I think it's only fair I return the favor.

Leeza's email brings up an interesting point: Is Facebook a good or bad thing?

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