Thanks for the kind words.
It was really easy to post what I did because it’s true. As many of you know, I have been living with Drain Bead since she graduated in early December. And in that time, I grow more in love with her each passing moment.
Being 552 (but whose counting?) miles apart from her was horrible. And the circumstances that led us to shorten that distance when we did (me getting laid off out of the blue) were not the best.
But I wouldn’t change anything, and that most certainly includes the likes of heatherlee in my life.
I am convinced that I had to go through what I did. Because it was only then that I, a person who gave his heart away too easily, was finaly ready to never do so again. Meanwhile, Drain Bead’s own past had her at the point of personal triumph over some personal demons, but in doing so, she was also totally against the idea of giving her heart away.
Only at that precise moment, I think, could two people so perfect for each other realize it, because both of us for very different reasons wanted nothing to do with this whole “love” thing.
Only at a moment when we were both at our most resolute to not make the same mistakes again, were we able to come together and realize there was no mistake about it.
Some of you old regs may remember how we acted when we were “outed” and when people were doubting what we had. We both overreacted, I think because we found it so silly to think that anyone would not have seen - and felt - what was happening to us both, as indivisuals and as one. We were essentially incredulous that people who we shared so much with - fellow Dopers - couldn’t see exactly what was happening.
Well, a few of you did. Mr. Polycarp, whom I still would very much like to be like when I grow up (even though we’re all wondering what he’s going to be like when he grows up) certainly did. And a few others did as well.
It was crazy of us to think that so many of you could feel it too. Kinda naive, really. So, for whatever harsh words I might have said back then to people who gave us a month in the break-up pool, I am sorry…
Not as sorry as you are, of course… I want my money!!! 
Anyway, this is why the presence of heatherlee on this board doesn’t bother me, or any of her psychophants (misspelled intentionally, the rest of my typos are accidental).
Most people only look back in this manner when something bad in the present makes them dread the future.
Well, I wish them no ill will, because I’m so far past all of that noise, I can’t find them on radar, let alone my rear-view. I needed them to get to this point, and for that I thank them, but that doesn’t mean that I have to go back to then to do so, you know?
For whatever reason she needed to take a look back today, I have a hundred reasons why I am looking forward. And I like the view…
Oh, and lest any of you pansies think I’m getting soft: If you don’t like my genuine outpouring of emotions, lick my bag, cretins!
And if you’re a newbie who don’t get it… Where the fuck were you then? You expect me to go through all that shit again for your own little edification?!? Tell ya what: Send me $9.95 via PayPal and maybe I’ll send you the Cliff Notes version.
What, no bag-licking in MPSIMS? What are you gonna do, send clog-boy after me?!? 
Oh, finally, I’m not back per se. To paraphrase LL Cool J, don’t call it a comeback, I was never gone. I just don’t have as much to say these days…
But feel free to send up a (torn off head of a) Bat signal if you need me.
I’ll be over here…
Yer pal,
Satan
*TIME ELAPSED SINCE I QUIT SMOKING:
Ten months, one day, 6 hours, 18 minutes and 10 seconds.
12290 cigarettes not smoked, saving $1,536.52.
Extra life saved: 6 weeks, 16 hours, 10 minutes.
See my Sig File FAQ: http://pages.prodigy.net/briank.o/SigFAQ.htm*
