have a moment of zen

Ah, that feeling that hits me when I realize that next month will be my 20th annual high school reunion.

I remember that time when my Dad had his 20th annual high school reunion.

I wish it weren't a raid night, because I sort of feel the need to go drown my sorrows in something.




(No, not planning on going, just don't feel like it, the alumni don't even have my current address and I haven't felt the motivation to update. It's all about showing how you still look good--which I don't--or how successful you are--which I'm not--or to show off your kids--and I don't have any of those. So. A few people I wouldn't mind seeing, but most of them, eh.)