just blah. I told chef guy last nite I was talking to my stbx, in a civil manner. I am really glad I can be friends with him. His response was "youre talking to your ex?" and I said "Yeah, I dont wnana be married ot him, but I dont want him out of my life completely. beisdes it  is the inevitable... we have things that have to be discussed." He hasnt talked ot me since. i suppose by being up front you do weed out the wierdos who will, in the long run, be bothered by silly junk. So that makes 3 non-friends I have made. 2 possible friends made. And one old friend who I can finally talk to and not cry. nice....so blah. actually worked today which was bitchin. We were given 3 days to pipe a basement. We finished at 2:30. We figure well go back tomorrow and start pulling some wire. not quite time yet, but wont the boss be pleased. Blah. thats it, there is actually a song by Dinosaur jr. called 'Blah', but I cant find em. You can use ure imagination.