My old school friends found me on Facebook. Which was kinda scary at first.
You like ships. You don't seem to be looking at the destinations. What you care about is the ships, and mine's the nicest.
Kaylee ,'Serenity'
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Kevin - Oct 31, 2007 8:13:45 am PDT #9567 of 10001
Never fall in love with somebody you actually love.
Susan W. - Oct 31, 2007 8:14:10 am PDT #9568 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
I'm coming up on my 20-year hs reunion in 2009.
If I can sell a novel by then, maybe I'll go.
Jesse - Oct 31, 2007 8:14:22 am PDT #9569 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
ION, wah wah wah, I don't want to work today! I want to still be home sick! I'm not getting a damn thing done here, so what's the point??
Dana - Oct 31, 2007 8:14:44 am PDT #9570 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."
"Hi, everyone! I've gained weight since high school AND I am completely unsuccessful! How YOU doin'?"
Oh, you are not. You are living in a lovely apartment in Chicago. You have a job that doesn't require you to work eighty bajillion hours a week or sell your soul. You have tons of friends, including many invisible people on the internet. And, as Gud noted, you are a very successful amateur pornographer.
And yes, 99.5% of people have gained weight since high school.
Daisy Jane - Oct 31, 2007 8:21:18 am PDT #9571 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Thanks to Facebook, I have discovered that my ten year HS class reunion is the same weekend as Thanksgiving. When I will be in town.
That's exactly how mine worked out, except that it was also my birthday.
ETA: Actually was pretty cool because my birthday entourage came with me. Also had fun hemming and hawwing about "What I Do" so that people who don't still know me were trying to figure out what cool thing I must do that's so secret, and my friends were playing along. Guesses ranged from DEA to Porn Star.
shrift - Oct 31, 2007 8:30:46 am PDT #9572 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I'm pretty sure I was supposed to make something of myself. But I haven't, really. And I'm not sure I want to face interrogation from my extended family and a bunch of people who never talked to me in high school all in the same weekend.
Seriously though, you are self supporting and witty and that is success.
Well, true. It could be worse. At least I got out of there!
Oh, you are not. You are living in a lovely apartment in Chicago. You have a job that doesn't require you to work eighty bajillion hours a week or sell your soul.
I am hiring you as my spin-doctor.
That's exactly how mine worked out, except that it was also my birthday.
Oh, ew, I'm sorry.
Dana - Oct 31, 2007 8:32:33 am PDT #9573 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."
I am hiring you as my spin-doctor.
That's what I'm here for.
I didn't go to my ten-year reunion, so it's not like I have any kind of heart-warming story. But I say don't go if you don't want to go. That way, you can be "that bitch who's too good for her reunion," which is probably better than feeling like a failure (which you're NOT).
bon bon - Oct 31, 2007 8:32:55 am PDT #9574 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
And yes, 99.5% of people have gained weight since high school.
Honestly, yeah. It's gonna be hard to find people that are pointing fingers.
The sad thing about my HS reunion was that all the popular guys were the same as they were in HS, and half the girls had become SAHMs. It felt like we weren't taught to, you know, pursue careers.
msbelle - Oct 31, 2007 8:39:16 am PDT #9575 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I am home today. YAY. I got mac to school and was back in bed by 9 an slept until 11:40. More YAY! Now I've lounged around.
I need to get to his school to get a note to his teacher so she'll know I am picking him up today.
Then I need to squash the inner voice that is starting to freak out that I have wasted a day off by not doing a million things.
sarameg - Oct 31, 2007 8:39:47 am PDT #9576 of 10001
Everytime this conversation comes up, it prompts me to see if there's any more of an online trace of the one old friend I am curious about & who I have no means of contacting. Surprisingly, there's actually a sign of him! Some postgraduate program in the armed forces in CA and triathalons with his wife. Who we also went to high school with. Huh.