It completely trips me out when something psychic happens to me. When I was in high school, I dated this one particular guy. He was like the King Gothy dude back in the day. At some point he became hooked on meth and our love affair dwindled away and turned to ice one night when he decided it would be cool to punch me in the face. That evening his best friend had the sweetness to come and check on me later on. Fast forward a year or so, I think. That best friend had moved out of town and I went to visit him with another friend but I'm fuzzy on just how we ended up there. Anyway, to make a long story short... that guy ended up being the first person I was engaged to. Our relationship/engagement ended during my time in Japan. The seas didn't do us justice. We were young. We probably weren't thinking clearly either. Still years later my father's good friend saw him at work (both in the military at this point) and mentioned I was back in the US, got us in touch and we actually tried dating again but it was never really "right." Skip ahead to right after The Daughter was born, I was searching the Internet for some information on fish because we kept killing our pet fish and I came across his name and email address on a fish site (fucking bizarre world, isn't it?). I sent him an email and that was the last time I heard from him.. we had sorta a "Hey, glad to know you're alive" type reunion via email. Well, yesterday I was driving to my mom's house and, for some odd reason, I thought of him. Imagine my surprise when this morning I get a comment on our family blog from him! Wierd psychic speedbumps.