On a side note...I think I also learned that no matter how hard you try to get someone out of your life, sometimes they just fucking stick to you like glue. I have yet to figure out if that's a good thing or a bad thing. If he's reading this - I miss you. But not enough to make myself unhappy. I hope you understand.
As for the rest of you bitches who DON'T make me unhappy...blame it on the Hoegaarden, I'm passing the fuck out.