Some of the things we did:

Explained why my pathalogical need for a father figure had ultimately ruined the relationship.

Bad mouthed him.

Defended him agianst friends who badmouthed him.

Watched College Football with the television on mute while he yelled at me over the phone.

Explained to him that i would always love him bu thta twe probably shouldnt talk again untill my desire for his death went away.

Called me and hung up. (hello caller ID)

admitted he was still attracted to me.

had sex with him.

Listened to him cry the next day and tell me I was manipulative and narcissistic.

appologised, and then, when the appology wasnt recieved with the appropriate amount of gratitude, accused.

Proposed.

Listened as I told him over kettel chips and soy shakes that i was seeing someone new, and it felt good to be with someone who did something other than smoke pot and play on the computer.

accused him of expressing hostility.

asked me if i would mind his dating one of my friends.

Maintaned a bemused smile as i told him that i believed she'd had enough of emotionally stunted, selfish men already.

asked me if i was mad.

Ducked, when he said, clutching a heavy piece of pyrex "I really would love to break this pie plate over your head."

Sent a naughty picture labled "one last thought."

sent message "admired the picture."

watched too much television.

ate too much food

solicited advice

"have sex with as many men as possible," Mary said.

"maybe you shouldnt date for a while," Ivy said.

"Do nothing." Will said.

Nothing? I'd been contemplating returning every gift he ever gave me, shreaded or otherwise defaced.

But I didnt.

and according to his sister

neither did he.