SO MY EX CALLED

Not the ex wife, but the other ex. The one i lived with, the one i proposed to on top of the eiffel tower, the one whose twin daughters i raised, blah,blah,blah. You know how you can verbalize all of the reasons not to do the same stupid things over and and over again, but when you come face to face with the nemesis, you crumble? (long story if I ever have like 3 weeks of free time maybe I'll blog it) . Anyway, I finally got a visual representation of what I have been doing to myself, anytime I get the urge to even consider a hint of reconciliation. So as much as willy wanted to dance this past weekend, willy stayed put!

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbSwJgSeIjY[/youtube]