How 'bout them ghosts

Yeah well while ripping drawers and dusty envelopes apart this afternoon I inadvertently released the odd ghost or twelve.

Imagine my surprise when I found the above picture of my girlfriend back in college. We dated four years (and yes, I was a jerk the entire time). Talk about feeling ashamed and wanting to run from the room screaming.

But like the guy in the movie who'd been turned into a newt, I like to think I got better.