I feel a teensy bit stupid about this, but I don't actually know the guy's name (YET)! It was a open mike night, I went with a "friend" of mine who wanted to show off hometown live music, so I was a leeeeeetle distracted until the Rockstar came on and blew me away... then I was a leeeeetle distracted from my "friend" - argh how do I get myself in these complicated situations! But it's all fun. I haven't had so much fun in a while!
18 billion years ago, I was a cheerleader (yeah, yeah, I was *that* girl - I own it!) and we used to get drilled on our routines down to the last second (this is the bit that we never get credit for - everybody sees the cute outfits and the lip gloss and thinks that's all we are, it's an athletic sport I can tell you!). Anyway, the coach always used to preach timing, timing, timing - if you were a second out, you or your teammate could fall on their face. So maybe something of that timing I learned got drilled into me, and I even managed to end my marriage at the right time!
Talking of which, there is a rumor going around that it was his decision not mine to end things - just to make it really clear, I threw him out. Period. I don't know where weird internet haters with nothing better to do get their intel, but he did not leave me. His actions made me do it sure, but I heard his begging and anybody who says different can go do something I'm to polite to post here on my blog. Were you there? I don't think so.