Random Like A Five-Legged Horse

I hate technology sometimes. I just did a whole blog and then Mr. Internet Server decided to wipe it clean - hats off to you, dumb ass. So, now you get the abbreviated version because I have short term memory loss and a severe lack of patience.

Blog Take 2.

I was sitting here minding my own business overanalyzing Hercules' issues (ha ha) when an email popped up from a guy that I met in Canada over 4 years ago while attending my little brother's hockey tournament. We kept in touch for a while, but, to be honest, he was a little too young and naive for me, as he was only about 22 at the time. So this email came from him all the way from Afghanistan where he is now serving in the Canadian Army (no smart remarks, people). Of all the people in the world to think about, our little Captain (or whatever he is) thought about Rachel. Apparently, heat-induced delirium causes men to remember yours truly.

After the initial giggle at such a random email, I began to think about how and why situations such as this happen. Why is it that we can not see or communicate with someone for years (or sometimes for older people, decades) and then all of a sudden, BAM, there they are in an instant? What are the reasons behind it? It is pure curiosity? Guilt? Boredom? And is it worth the energy of pursuit to reboot a relationship that so easily fell by the wayside?

I've had it happen to me a number of times in my 20-something years and the majority of the time it's a pretty fluff effort; we do the token catch up (basically a pissing match) and then go about our separate lives and forget about each other once again. Big whoop. Only a few daytime minutes wasted. But a couple of times, a long-lost person (platonic or otherwise) has been reintroduced into my life and has led to fulfilling relationships that are sure to last a very long time: timing being the numero uno reason for falling out of contact. So, basically, it's a crap shoot. BUT, in this girl's opinion, it's one that really has no negative ramifications. If it ends up as fluff, no harm no foul; but if it ends up as a functional and enriching relationship than bonus for you.

Now, in the current scenario, I'm sure our little Canadian friend is just bored and hot and lonely and was running through his old email book and found little 'ole me, but, who knows, right? At the very least, I'm sure the kid will have some interesting stories to share throughout his duration of fighting the war on terror (ewe - just channeled George W. there for a second). And a little attention from a hot little stud never hurt the female ego either!!