I was pushing my way to aisle 6 in the FMA when I ran smack dab into a guy. That fact alone isn’t worth blogging about. However, the guy I ran into was David. Yes, that David. The guy I met online and then discovered he lived within 30 minutes of my house. What was freakier was discovering we went to the same university. Within a week we decided to meet at a little mexican restaurant in town. A live mariachi band was playing and the evening was quite fun. He was leaving for vacation the next week and then he said he would email me when he got back in town. I never heard from him. It’s been two months and the first time I’ve seen or heard from him was today when I plowed into him. For a moment, we both just looked at each other. Then I casually moved out of his way and kept going. Hmmph. Jerk.