Due to unforeseen and completely awesome circumstances (promise I will divulge on Monday!), I have to delay my coverage of the Jezebel Magazine’s most eligible single’s party.
I have had a wonderfully outrageous week of great things that kept me so busy I could barely keep up with basic hygiene, let alone proper blogging!
At any rate, it’s Friday and that means fun is on the way, right? I’m headed to out of town this weekend. To the same city where I met a certain someone when I returned from South Africa in 2007.
Since I sometimes live my life by committee (well, sort of) I asked the question: If you are in town for a weekend, should you look up your ex?
I got some hilarious responses, my favorite being from the oh so hot, ShutterAtlanta: “Sure, that’s why God invented ex-girlfriends”, too which I giggled in response and agreed. So I made the call and it was as awkward as I thought it would be. The way we left things was rather vague because we just fizzled out because of the distance.
I am on the fence about actually seeing him but the option is there, just waiting for me. So! WWTRD (what would the readers do?!). Is it ever a good idea to look up an old flame for old nostalgia’s sake? Have you tried it?
Do you think he is expecting to get laid because I have a hotel room and I called him? I don’t want to send the wrong message! I just want to see how he is doing and catch up. That can be done with all of our clothes on, right?
Should you let exes stay in the relationship archives or is it actually fun to dig them up? You know that good old reunite and feel so good…or whatever those lyrics are.
I’m flying out this morning but I am checking in on my trusty iphone! Have a great weekend and TGIF!