This conversation made me curious, so I checked my HS website, and apparently my ten-year reunion is this weekend. I never got an invitation, and in order to see any details about it online, you need to be registered with an alumnae ID, which I never got. Oh well.
This is my boat. They're part of my crew. No one's getting left. Best you get used to that.
Mal ,'Ariel'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Jessica - Apr 20, 2006 5:50:30 pm PDT #525 of 10002
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?
Cass - Apr 20, 2006 5:52:05 pm PDT #526 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Also? I think I have a job. That wasn't so much an interview as being talked at for a couple hours by the manager, and all the clients.Whoot! I'll big whoop once you've released the ~ma.
meara - Apr 20, 2006 5:53:10 pm PDT #527 of 10002
And I was reading on catch-up even thus not getting to play Spin the Drunk meara.
OK, now I'm imagining a fun fun game to play at the drag show...120 drag kings, me in the middle, spinning around...;)
My university has a freaky ability to track down alumni wherever they move. If my school's Living Endowment people had been sic'ced on Osama Bin Laden
Yeah, what's up with that? My high school can't find me, even though my parents live at the exact same address and phone number they always have (and my brother only graduated high school four years ago). But my university has tracked me (phone and mail!) through like, fifteen addresses!
I went to my ten year. None of the 15 or so people that I wanted to know about (out of a class of 500) was there, but I DID find out about Jared the Subway guy. And that made it...well, not all worthwhile, but at least an amusing story!
so I checked my HS website, and apparently my ten-year reunion is this weekend.
Huh. I wonder if R is going. She didn't mention it when we were talking the other night.
sj - Apr 20, 2006 5:56:55 pm PDT #528 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Moving is difficult. So tired.
Trudy Booth - Apr 20, 2006 5:56:57 pm PDT #529 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
I got roofied at my 10th. I was there with two of my best friends who realized what was happening and took care of me. I think I will skip the 20th...
Cass wins.
Or, um, looses.
sj - Apr 20, 2006 5:58:59 pm PDT #530 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
My 10th was last year; I received a lot of calls and e-mails about it, but there was just no way I am going. If I want to see the people I went to high school with, I can drive 15 minutes back to my hometown to see everyone, because no one ever seems to leave.
meara - Apr 20, 2006 6:08:01 pm PDT #531 of 10002
Lee - Apr 20, 2006 6:14:10 pm PDT #532 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Amy - Apr 20, 2006 6:18:24 pm PDT #533 of 10002
Because books.
I vote Dress A. So cute!
I went to my tenth high school reunion. It was really pretty boring. I saw a few people it was nice to talk to, but a group of six of us have been close since junior high, and we're still close. They're the people I care about.
I can drive 15 minutes back to my hometown to see everyone, because no one ever seems to leave.
One of those friends of mine still lives in our hometown, and it's amazing to hear her talk about the people she runs into all the time. A whole hell of a lot of people I graduated with are still in town.
Cass - Apr 20, 2006 6:19:08 pm PDT #534 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
OK, now I'm imagining a fun fun game to play at the drag show...120 drag kings, me in the middle, spinning around...;)::bats eyes all innocently::
Why I never thought of *that* before now...
Cass wins.
Roofied? Good lord. That's disgusting.I was insanely lucky that I had two really good friends who took care of me. So I did win in that. The rest? Makes me sick.