Although he assured me he liked both guys and gals, the tattoo on his hip (which was a guy's name) always kinda threw me off. Try as I may, I could never feel all that comfortable that I was really who (read: what) he was looking for. Which is fine. Again, it wasn't like we were all that serious to begin with. No big deal, right?
Still, after seeing him again last week, I got curious and did some Facebook cyber-stalking (don't judge me - I *may* or *may not* stalk my exes regularly - wait, what? Did I say that out loud? Again, no judgments, please) and discovered that, sure enough, he's in a relationship. Has been, actually, for the past year. Ouch. And, of course, he's in this serious relationship WITH A GUY. Now, I knowingly went into this with my eyes wide open. I knew it was a possibility (and I was attracted to him, which almost always guarantees the guy swings both ways) that he could end up with a guy, that he'd been with guys in the past, and I'd like to think it doesn't matter. Which it doesn't. So, why am I left feeling weird about this? Why am I still thinking about it, writing it, obsessing about it? Wait, what? Me? Obsess? Doesn't sound like me....WHAT IS GOING ON IN MY BRAIN!?!? GAH. Obviously I need to un-friend him stat, right? I mean, that's the only logical thing to do. Remove the ability to cyber-stalk and my obsession, er, curiosity will disappear....right? Right? We're agreed? Fine, then. Consider him un-friended (wow, I'm so tough).