No, we are not still friends.

In college I dated a boy that used to tell people that he wanted to become a writer. The problem with this statement is people don't say that they want to become writers. They write. He did not write.

This among many, many, many other reasons were proof that we did NOT belong together.

After our break-up, we attempted to be friends for a while, but had too much baggage for that. Short of a few unfortunate "drunk dials", we eventually lost touch.

Since then, we've both gotten married (not to one another) and have had children (not with one another), but that is where our parallel lives diverge.

As far as I know, his life hasn't progressed much since I left him. Although we met in college, I graduated. He did not.

Despite swearing that he never would, upon dropping out, he moved back to the small town where he grew up to live with his parents. He took a job as a cashier at the local corporate retail giant. In fact, that is where he met his wife and I believe that they both still work there to this day.

I won't lie. The validation that, "Yes, I was sooooo right to dump him" was completely unnecessary, yet so indulgent and satisfying at the same time!!!

I know all this and more about him thanks to MySpace...That is until he made his profile "private".

Argh! I don't want to be his friend, not even a "MySpace friend"...

Great! Now where am I to go when I need to feel superior?

photo by Rosalina Y. Yoshida