he called up the guy with whom I was hooking up and threatened to "kill him with a baseball bat."

It was about 2 or 3 months after I had broken up with this guy, let's call him Psycho Ex. The reason for the name? I had a little rebound just after I broke up with him for being the insanely jealous boyfriend that he had been, and when he found out about it, he called up the guy with whom I was hooking up and threatened to "kill him with a baseball bat." I think he's more than deserving of the name, wouldn't you agree?

Well, back to the story. I was at a party, completely sloshed, when I saw one of Psycho Ex's good friends. He was a cutie and I hadn't seen him in a long time because he had spent the previous semester abroad. We started talking just like we were old friends, even though we didn't know each other that well. The music was getting to me and I felt like dancing. We were soon grinding, big time. I'm not sure how I got back to my dorm with him, but I remember straddling him and us making out in my dorm's lounge. It was completely wrong considering he was not only friends with Psycho Ex, but they grew up in the same town!

The next thing I remember was waking up the next morning on a couch in the lounge. I have no idea how many people must have seen us there or even what exactly we had done that night, although we were both still fully clothed (Thank God). We both got up, gave each other an awkward hug, and he left. Later that day I emailed him and we agreed not to tell Psycho. I don't even want to know what would have happened if he had found out.

Well, the ex is still a Psycho, but he never found out. To make it even more bizarre, this year the two of them are sharing an apartment!