Why Favorite Ex is Favorite Ex

I sent Favorite Ex an IM today because I was on Friendster and saw that a ridiculously hot former coworker of ours had checked out my profile recently. I then checked out said ridiculously hot former coworker's profile and saw that Favorite Ex had left a comment. I then followed the link to Favorite Ex's profile, and then followed another link to someone I mistakenly believed to be his girlfriend. I explained all this over IM because, as you know, Friendster tracks all that crap and I wanted to cover my bases. I then regaled him with tales of temporary insanity and drama and emotional ridiculousness, and this was his response:

(I should mention that Favorite Ex is a writer. A brilliant one.)

"You know the only advice I have about this situation, is that it makes terrible fiction."