So here's some backgorund info for this.  I used to be madly crazy in love with this girl named Ali all through high school and the first few years of college.  We only went out once and I hung out with her a few times at her place while in college.  Last time I saw her was Feb 98 and the last time I talked to her was in Mar 99.  Since then I have been under the impression she hates me and never wants to talk to me again.  Well my mom told me that she was living in town.  She had found her name in the phone book.  So I knew she was in town but I was hoping that I would never see her because I have no desire to.  Yesterday I got picked up from lunch and we headed back to the shop.  I work in plumbing heat and air if you didn't know.  The guy driving turns on his signal and I said hey dumbass it's the next turn.  He said we had a call to go on. He said it was for someone they had done work for before.  At that instant, I got nervous.  I knew where this girl Ali lived but wasn't sure exactly what house.  Let's jsut say that I now know what house she lives in.  Thank god she wasn't home.  I almost didn't get out of the car.  After being there I found out she has a kid and might be pregnant again.  Also I am not sure if she is married anymore.  The bed only had one pillow on it and there were no wedding pics on the walls.  The place was a mess.  I thought about calling her up and saying hi but I don't know what it would accomplish.  Me talking to a girl I don't want to talk to and her talking to a guy she obviously doesn't want to talk to.  It was just an odd experience and I was a bit shakey when I left.  In a way I'd like to see her just so I could tell her to fuck off.  I have another and waaaayyyyy better girl to think about now.  Now if her and bf would finally break up.  Fuck he is a loser.