Second, I want to thank you dear regular readers, lurkers and passers by for all your visits. With your help I've managed to rack up over 25,110 visitors! Thank you so much!
Third, here's my actual post for today:
During the day, if working from home, I will log on to MSN and, at times, chat with people here and there. I mostly use it with Hubby. We use the computer instead of calling each other; a quick line and it’s done. If I didn’t have the time during the day, I will try, before going to bed to catch up on a few blogs and check my friends’ status update on Kaceboof. It’s almost a routine of mine. A few nights ago I’ve done something I had not done yet. What, you may ask? Stay up until almost 4am, because I was chatting…
I logged on to Kaceboof quickly and was about to log off when I heard a ding. Kaceboof now offers the possibility to chat while logged on. It was a “friend” (more an acquaintance) from Toronto, I. I’ve known him for over sixteen years. We’ve met through karate. He and his friend Z. had to come to Montreal for their black belt tests, which were being held at our dojo (training hall), and since they didn’t speak French I was assigned to be their translator for the weekend.
Nobody knew of these guys, except that they were Polish and didn’t speak French. I didn’t mind because when I saw them I thought they were quite hot. I was about 24 at the time, single and enjoying life! So I spent the whole Saturday with them, translating right and left, explaining, etc. I also had to fight with them. These guys were fit, lean, fighting machines; they impressed everyone with their skills. The both passed their shodan (black belt) and attended the party afterwards, with me in tow. It was a fun evening and, like every events of the kind, said we would keep in touch. And we did. At least Z. and I did.
I would see I., on occasion, at tournaments, in town or out of town like in New York, Vancouver. We always spoke, but nothing more. I was a lot closer with Z. The year before I met Hubby I had considered moving to Toronto, that’s how close we were… but didn’t.

It reminded me of Simplypink’s recent post about seeing an old flame and hiding being a rack… I’ve done that as well, but there is something about encountering an ex, or secret love, that brings back a flood of emotions, memories and even butterflies. It’s a good feeling and going to bed at 4 am was worth it to learn what I did that night, even if I felt like crap the next day…Hee.
7 comments:
i run into ex's all the time. i have this flight instinct that kicks in immediately upon recognizing them and i do about-faces and run the eff away. sometimes i'm with people when it happens and they have NO idea what's going on. it's funny.
One advantage to living a couple of hundred miles from where you grew up is exes tend to be scarce round these parts. So if I were to send you a reind fequest on Kaceboof would you accept?
I gave up on Kaceboof. I only ever got two friend request but then it probably didn't help that I wasn't using my real name......;-)
I think if I saw an ex I'd run in the other direction too! They're exes for a reason, after all. LOL!!!
I had Kaceboof for awhile, but it was too time consuming, plus, that's why I blog.
Even if that guy is an ex, a compliment is still a compliment. :D
kara: It must be funny, and people must really wonder...
marius: Of course I would, if I recognize you that is! ;-)
ananke: Not using your real name will help people not to find you, that's for sure!
jane: Welcome to my world!
That guy wasn't an ex, but the friend of a "fling", and you're right it was a compliment and it felt good!
Oh my goodness! You had your own "freaky flashback" as you called it in your comment on my post. It's like I jinxed you or something. ha! It's always good to be called hot even if it's years later. That should put a little spring in your step. ;)
pink: You can jink me that way, anytime! I did feel good, even if it almost made me think about how I am now...
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