The gloaming

[Jimbo]

Now MJ really is in the heavens. He had a lot of talent. Cant take that away from him.

A talented, troubled soul who had his childhood stolen. He is in a better place now.

Oh, I know you know. I always say, if I wasnt in the middle of this MLC madness, I would find it really interesting - in a stick a needle in your eye kind of way! But really, sometimes it is fascinating to stand back and watch.

Well I know that you know that I know.....

I'm right there with you, B. I find the whole phenomena extremely fascinating...when I can examine it from a state of detachment, that is.

I am not up to date about the whole computer thing with your w though. [/quote]

OK- since this is buried somewhere waaaaaay back in one of my earlist threads, you probably won't be able to find it, so I'll give you the quick Cliff's Notes version:

A short while after W moved out, and I stopped the pursuit, (emails, phone calls, trying to date her, etc, etc, etc) she sent me an email very shortly after claiming that Tracey, a mutual friend from our college days, was trying to contact me, but that I needed to join Facebook to contact her. Of course, the curiosity flag goes up and I wonder why she couldn't just pass on Tracey's email to me. I do a little "creative investigation" and find out (unbeknownst to W or Tracey) that W contacted Tracey, and not the other way around. I kept this to myself, and reasoned that W wanted me to get a FB account so that she could keep an eye on my comings and goings. I tell W that I need to take some time to myself (went dark) and that I'm just not ready to talk to Tracey right now, but that I might contact her later, and just never did.
Found out later that, not only had W failed to respond to Tracey after her initial contact, but that W has connected up with many of our mutual friends from the past on FB. Not sure if it's part of her process, or if she's trying to find out anything she can on me without my knowing, or just what I've told them about us, or anything else, but it just seems odd.

And then the computer thing comes along...