Friday, March 19, 2004

Too much information.

Ash, my college ex, just wrote me to tell me that he had crabs. Um, he never writes me. Not even when his house burns down.

Now, out of the blue, he just sees fit in saying, "Oh, I have crabs, and I don't know how ..." in an e-mail. Then, he asked me - seriously - if I wanted to come over one night because he was lonely.

Um, no.

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