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Thursday, May 21, 2009....

I've noticed since joining FB everyone has crawled out of the woodwork to get back in touch. Like the many drug commercials I've seen, I've 'Just Said No' to many requests.

Call me whatever you want, but if I a) didn't like you when we were younger; b)barely knew you; or c) you were a previous stalker, chances are I won't accept your gracious invite to be your friend.

However, the people I've reconnected with after many years is great! One particular person is a guy I used to date while in high school/college.

Before we dated we were friends and when we broke up there were never hard feelings...the relationship just ended. No drama. No scenes. We just moved on. Now, we're FB friends.

One night when I couldn't sleep (obviously, he couldn't either) we caught up via IM. We brought each other up to date on our marriages, kid (his) and divorces (my past and his impending one), but he caught me off guard with his 'thank you' comment.

Thank you for what? He told me that when his gfs would comment that he was an excellent kisser, he'd tell them, 'you should be thanking LMB since she's the one that taught me how'.

I was like, oh, thanks I think? Now, I have to admit I've had some horrible kissing experiences in my life [biting (I guess he didn't get the memo I was a person AND not a doughnut) and licking (everyone say ewwwwww because it is just gross)]. After quickly remembering these experiences, I quickly wanted to know how I accomplished this task.

I found out it was in the stacks of our city's public library. I won't go into the particulars, but let's just say, I didn't remember my lessons, but remembered having to spending a lot of time at the library senior year because one teacher loved assigning 20 page term papers. Since I had him for 2 classes and it was prior to the Internet, I spent a great deal of time at the library.

Considering I hated writing these papers, I procrastinated and procrastinated and...well, you get the point. Although, I may not remember teaching my old sweetheart the art of kissing, I can honestly say if there was a toss up between studying or kissing in the stacks, I'd opt for the later.


I can now sleep better at night knowing I have made my contribution to society. If I had not taught my old sweetheart how to kiss properly, just think of all the women (he went on to have many) that may have had to suffer a bad kissing experience as I had with other men.

See, you really can learn so much more at the library than surfing the Net.