I realized today that I have a three-day weekend coming up. Excellent. That should make the work week move much faster. And it appears that Crics has to work on Monday. Snaps on me for not having exciting plans.
For the past week or so, my inbox has been inundated with e-mails re: my upcoming ten-year high school reunion. *insert obligatory comment about feeling old here* Leave it to my class to start planning the reunion two months beforehand.
It’s funny, because when I was back home just hanging out, I was kind of looking forward to the whole thing. Now that I’m here, actually doing stuff, I’m feeling somewhat apathetic. Perhaps ten years is not yet far enough removed to care all that much?
At any rate, it looks like this shindig is going to take place the weekend of July 12th, and my planned reunion buddy, Sunshine, won’t be able to attend. Also, the Magpies are going to be here that weekend. All things (including the cost of airfare) considered, I think I’ll be skipping this one. I mean, can you blame me?
I’ll catch it the next time around. Surely World Domination will have been achieved by that point and I’ll have a private jet or something.
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May 21, 2008 at 9:35 pm
crackerjackheart
You’ll have way more fun in swampy TN July weather hanging out with me than with those people. Plus my sister is here that week!
May 31, 2008 at 9:40 pm
Ten
You know, I went to my 10-year, hoping to see what people had become and how they’d grown up. They hadn’t. It was still high school, only the alcohol was legal and encouraged.
I hear others have enjoyed theirs, so perhaps it’s mostly commentary about those with whom I schooled. But I highly recommend doing whatever sounds more fun to you, and TN seems to be the winner from this perspective.