Facebook Stalking

Okay, I confess. I am guilty of Facebook Stalking. This past week, I was inspired to find an old college friend on Facebook. Brad was a young college guy that I met while studying abroad. Coincidentally, he was also the fraternity brother of my college beau. Brad and I spent one lovely evening in the City of Lights playing kissy face. He was too intoxicated for anything to happen, and I was not intoxicated enough to allow anything to happen. So basically nothing happened other than some memorable smooching in a very romantic city. After finding Brad on Facebook, I also found several of my old beau's college classmates. It was almost like attending a reunion where I was able to check out what everybody else looked like without having to worry about what I looked like. Based on some of the pictures that I saw not all of my beau's fraternity brothers had married well or their poor wives' looks deteriorated after being married to some of these good ole frat boys. What motivated my Facebook Stalking other than curiousity, I do not know; but I can honestly say that it made me feel better about myself and allowed me to forget about the ones who got away.