Sassy Pants randomly to Friendster Guy - "I haven't sent you a "crazy girlfriend" email in a long time."
["Crazy Girlfriend emails" are our code for the messages I would send where I'd have to say something about the state of the relationship and my feelings or else I'd burst because I was getting mad about something Friendster Guy was clueless about. The emails would kind of pop up out of the blue - at least to FG - and the only warning was the size of the file. FG learned to cringe and brace himself anytime the email was over 3K.]
"No, you haven't." FG said tentatively, hoping that there weren't more coming or that, even worse, the emails were going to come live and in person now.
"It's been a long time."
"I'd say about a year."
"Really? That long. Wow. I was sending them fast and furious for awhile there."
"Yes." he said, with a twinge of anti-nostalgia.
"I had a lot of baggage I had to deal with."
"I guess you're done unpacking."
"I guess I am."
["Crazy Girlfriend emails" are our code for the messages I would send where I'd have to say something about the state of the relationship and my feelings or else I'd burst because I was getting mad about something Friendster Guy was clueless about. The emails would kind of pop up out of the blue - at least to FG - and the only warning was the size of the file. FG learned to cringe and brace himself anytime the email was over 3K.]
"No, you haven't." FG said tentatively, hoping that there weren't more coming or that, even worse, the emails were going to come live and in person now.
"It's been a long time."
"I'd say about a year."
"Really? That long. Wow. I was sending them fast and furious for awhile there."
"Yes." he said, with a twinge of anti-nostalgia.
"I had a lot of baggage I had to deal with."
"I guess you're done unpacking."
"I guess I am."
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