 
She said:November 9, 1996 started out like any other Friday; I had gone to work as usual and got home at around 11 pm. As was normal I got into some comfy clothes and sat down at the computer for a couple of hours before it was bedtime. I had been using irc for almost a year and a half so it wasn't hard for me to find a couple of friends to chat with. As I was chatting I noticed a new nick in the channel. Normally I wouldn't even pay attention to new nicks but this one really caught my eye. "Heartbroken" He was talking in the open channel a bit and I decided to say Hi 'cause he seemed like a neat guy. He was very polite with a great sense of humor so now I was really curious about the nick. That's when I private messaged him...
We ended up chatting all weekend from Friday night until Monday night.(it was a long weekend) He was the nicest and most interesting guy I had met in a long long time so our conversation went on and on and on. I also knew something else though; this was nothing more than conversation 'cause he lived 3000 miles away from where I was and I had been through these "relationships" before.He said:It had been a long night... I wasnt too happy about too much to say the least. It had been a while since my girlfriend had broken up with me... but it still bothered me sometimes... that night was one of those times... I decided I was going to do this chatting thing again... I had discovered it quite by accident and kind of got hooked on it. I logged on and decided I would pick a nick that suited my mood... HeartBroken I went into the only chatroom I knew and sat around and watched the screen scroll for a bit and took a look as to who was there. I got a few messages from guys asking if I was ok (imagine the shock when they found out they were talking to a guy and not to a gal... some guys are such slime... I'll leave that for another time)... Every so often someone would ask me why I chose the nick... I would tell them and then they would stop chatting with me... I guess they didnt need a downer for the most part(I wasnt in a pleasant mood)...
Then I got a message from a woman. She asked me,"Why the nick?" So I told her and she kept talking to me. We talked about everything from colors to movies to philosophy to cooking. I guess my mood got a better cause we ended talking through the whole weekend...
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