I like you, Betty.

I’m quickly becoming more popular on Facebook than I’ve ever been in my real life. It’s getting out of hand. I friended a couple people I knew in high school and continued to be casually acquainted with afterwards, and all of a sudden every one I went to high school with wants to be my friend. I’m getting requests from people I completely forgot existed. I go in and read their friends lists and I can do nothing but howl with laughter at the list of names.

I fear that it’s only a matter of time before my first boyfriend finds me. That’s going to be awkward, and let me tell you why. Recently, my mother happened upon some relative of his (as will happen in Podunk, USA) who said he’s married with two kids and living far away from where we grew up. The fun part was when my mother learned that he’d named his two children the same exact thing that she had. Meaning that his two kids have my name and my brother’s name. And you can talk about coincidences until you’re blue in the face, but that creeps me the fuck out.

Also – I happened across a guy I knew in college. A guy all my girlfriends went mad for. I never saw it. Even after he shagged a couple of my friends, I knew there was something off. Yeah, he’s in a relationship with someone named Charles. I win.