Sometimes I get bored and check the stats on my 3 blogs. Sometimes I read the posts that have been viewed to refresh my memory. All I can say is I'm glad that this is buried deep, padlocked in a cast iron trunk, and the directions to it's location were lost.
Seriously? I can't even remember that Nickelback song. And I don't give 2 hoots about the person who was responsible for this out pouring of grief and bitterness. Not worth a second of thought. I'm only here, as I stated above, out of curiosity. It's been 14 years, and frankly I can't remember what I wrote which is why I revisit to see what I had said.
As far as I can tell, the man who had my heart back then has evolved into someone entirely unattractive in my estimation. If I had somehow stayed there I would have had to leave. His beliefs are far removed from mine, I mean far, like from earth to the moon far. He's styled himself as a Dukes of hazard cousin, including a huge bush of old man beard. Attractive? No. Mentally interesting? Hell No. He swallowed a QANON pill.
So now I guess I can say that I got lucky to be kicked to the curb. My only regrets were having to leave my fur babies behind, and one (missing) baseball bat that I had purchased for home security. Did it make him a hero to give it away? Nope, still a phoney.
Adios people. Revisiting this blog is no longer something I enjoy.
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