[rightwingintelligentsia]

Great story!

I have a similar one, but it originates in the first grade. He was Roger, a freckle-faced lad who not only sat across the aisle fom me in class, but lived just two-doors down. I'll never forget Halloween night, when he came to my door in that Batman costume--I nearly lept off the couch in my rapt excitement. My crush on him lasted all the way through Elementary School. I felt we were destined to be together, someday.

We lost track of each other in junior high and beyond. When I came home from college after the second or third year, I asked a friend what had become of him.

"Oh, that Roger," she replied. "He and his boyfriend are living in Baltimore now."

I sure know how to pick 'em. Story of my life.

[darkangel82]

Don't feel bad, I have bad luck too.

[RosieCotton]

Oh dear...

I knew a girl whose high school boyfriend left her for her brother.

So it coulda been worse!

[pcottraux]

*snicker* *snicker*