Remember, remember, don't you remember....

So....

Recently, I was wasting time looking through Facebook....ya know, as you do, just checking out the profiles of friends and the profiles of their friends, and so on.  And I came upon a few things.

You remember that girl in 6th grade?  The Cutest Girl In Class?  The one that all the girls wanted to be, and all the boys wanted to Go Steady with (even though we had no conception of what Go Steady entailed)?  The one that, when you all got to the one high school in town, the one high school that merged a few middle schools together, and the girl, with all the other competition, wasn't The Cutest Girl In Class anymore, but still ONE of the cutest girls?  And she was, despite being really cute, a little stuck on herself?  Yeah, her.  That one.

Well, I found her profile.  And now....well she ain't all that cute.  I mean, she look....alright, what with the obvious plastic surgery and all, but she's certainly not cute anymore.  Although, her second husband certainly does have those two really cute sons in college.  Who knew she'd end up not cute, but having cute step sons?

-AND-

You remember, back in the 90's, when you going to the local gay bar every Saturday night, and had a large group of friends you hung out with and drank with and danced with?  And you know that cute guy, with the longish blond hair, who reminded you somewhat of Kurt Cobain?  The one that you hit on and flirted with, and much to your surprise, flirted back?  The one that you dated for a short time, who spent the one New Years Eve at your apartment, but insisted on going to the bar even though you wanted to just stay at your place?  The one who spent several nights at your apartment, nights that contained some amazing and memorable bedtimesexxyfun?  The one that, after dating a few months, you realized wasn't really what you wanted, and who felt the same about you, so you just kinda drifted apart?  Even though you were still friendly with each other, especially at the gay bar?  Who, even after breaking up, you still danced the final slow dance several times and kissed passionately while doing so?  The one that you always kinda regretted not trying harder with?  And then who seemingly just dropped off the face of the earth and you haven't seen nor heard of him in like 15 years?  yeah, that one.

Well I found him too.  And I discovered he's now living in California.  And plays in a band.  And is married!  To a nice looking, and pleasant seeming, Asian WOMAN!

Yeah....that one was kind of a kick in the head.....

POLT