Ahhhh. The ex is here. I can’t wait until Saturday night. Similar to how I can’t wait for a trip to the dentist’s office, going to meetings, and other such activities.
I also noticed that she brought her kid with her.
Think about that for a second.
She brought her kid to an anime convention, with 12,000 screaming anime freaks?
I pray for that child.
Last year, the ex was here again, like I thought she’d be. And I had hoped that she would be civil, yet detached. I had met her at the annual Saturday night dance two years ago. Apparently, this seemed to give her the impression that I’d want to spend time with her at the rave last year.
In a word, she was the polar opposite of Bounce Dryer Pads. Clingy.
We’ll have to see about this year. If things do not go well, I’ll probably give her an ultimatum. In other words, go away.
I’ll keep you posted.
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