Do you Google? January 18, 2007
Posted by spacemom in : Nance , trackbackI was reading over at Johnny’s this morning when I suddenly got the urge to do some Go*gling. On an ex-boyfriend. I think I found the company he started in my old college town. At least there is a company with the name of his town, started when he was still living in my college town. I wonder, though, because a Go*gle his name brought his parent’s house address with his name…
Should I add him to my holiday card list?
It is odd to imagine ways life have gone. My ex-b was a resident assistant at the college I went to. We only dated 4 months, but we were friends long before that. I had an obsession complex after that, so we slowly became friends again, but it took time. He got stuck at the college. Stuck in the sense that he chose to stay there. I met with him when I did my graduate work, but by that time, I was dating Jay. In between ex-b and Jay, I dated ex-b’s best friend (Bad, bad idea).
In truth, I am happy with the way things have gone. But I sometimes miss talking to him. He was a good friend.
Do you ever look for people in your past? People you have lost touch with?
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yup. mostly with good results, but you have to think it through. i.e. be prepared for consequences
I have. But my ex didn’t even know how to use a computer and I’m sure that remains true to this day (and I wondered why people didn’t think we’d make it, geez!). So it is no surprise to me that he can’t be found (unique name to boot) and I think that is probably for the best.
Gone are the days when you could call guys and then hang up when they answered the phone. Technology does not favour the obsessive girlfriend, lol.
Yes…I admit to doing it often.
Occasionally I do contact the “lost ones”, other times I have a little bit of private pining (or sighs of relief) and other times I find I am vaguely haunted by long-forgotten thoughts and feelings. I’ve had some great reconnections with friends or exes, and others I have wished I never contacted…as with everything, in the romantic whimsy of trying to recapture a friendship, I have remembered what I loved about the person and at times forgotten the specifics on why we drifted. In reconnecting, sometimes those things resurface!