This post is a revival of my people project from days long ago. I haven’t done a new update in over a year. We’ll see how long the revival lasts.
Chris was my husband’s old roommate and the reason that I met my husband in the first place. I dated Chris first. Can we say awkward? By dating, I mean that I was madly infatuated and he was mildly interested in getting some ass (not that it’s any of your business, but he didn’t). He was wildly immature at the time and is now married to a wealthy woman, has his own business, and has a second child on the way. Traces of his old self are still apparent, but he has most certainly grown up. It’s still a little weird for me to spend any sort of time with him at all.