Saturday night, 11 p.m.

I REALLY want to post the story of my High School Anniversary/Reunion. But it’s late, and I’m tired from smiling and pretending to know people that I’m not even sure I SHOULD know. ¬†And I want to tell you about the guy who badgered me all night for what I did ¬†TWENTY-SIX years ago, but it will have to wait.


Reliving high school is exhausting.

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