Now I am going to admit something that we all have done and will do in I am sure of it. I googled this guy that I was interested in a couple of years ago (wow... has it been that long now? Geepers). Anyway. Googled-the-not-really-ex-ex. I kinda wanted to see what I would find. Nothing really actually which was more than just a little disappointing. I thought for sure I would find something. He keeps his nose cyberly very clean. Not like me... posting all this dirty laundry right here for you and the world to read. I suppose its very telling about me! Not really, I just type quicker than I write and once its pounded out on the keyboard there is no going back. Thus... the header panel you will see above.

Anyways. So after sleeping off the beginings of a doozie of a migrane this morning and into the afternoon today, I started thinking about this guy. He lives about a mile from my house and I never see him anywhere anymore. Which really stands to reason since I never actually really go out anywhere. So thinking... I should google him.

There really isn't anything interesting about me out there either, since I am clearly completely boring and dull and try and keep my nose out of the controversy and muck and mire of cyber-drama.

So the point? There really isn't one, other than I had a bitch of a headache this morning and googled someone. Pretty lean times in the excitement column for sure.