tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34877723.post8899786518618782678..comments2023-11-03T06:16:11.862-04:00Comments on insidious truth: Something Else I learned on Saturdaylaughinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11999190808736700318noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34877723.post-22396721114871830872007-04-26T23:02:00.000-04:002007-04-26T23:02:00.000-04:00He's not a former. He's really not even a what mi...He's not a former. He's really not even a what might have been. I just don't know what to call him. Anyway, we had this strange conversation a year ago, and I haven't talked to him since then. And I have no clue what I am supposed to say to the man the next time I see him.laughinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11999190808736700318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34877723.post-78153844331529361252007-04-26T21:55:00.000-04:002007-04-26T21:55:00.000-04:00Running into formers is never a good thing. Eithe...Running into formers is never a good thing. Either there are bad feelings or to your surprise there are still lingering feelings that you had tried hard to kill. It is a tough thing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34877723.post-13040486872617641462007-04-26T21:43:00.000-04:002007-04-26T21:43:00.000-04:00I kind of wonder, is there a "convention season", ...I kind of wonder, is there a "convention season", or do they just happen all year round? I suppose that one must be some sort of mundane if they've never gone to one.dmarkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07269773990064736457noreply@blogger.com