Tomorrow is my 20th high school reunion. Can't generate much enthusiasm for the whole affair. There are some people I would like to see, but most of them I see already. The others are likely not to come to the event at all.
I guess I'm curious--who's bald, who's gray, who's dead? I know somewhere between 15 and 20% of my classmates have succumbed to drugs or related illnesses. Pretty surprising for a rural high school. There were a lot of future coke and junk users in my class apparently.
I don't feel like someone going to his 20th high school reunion. I still feel like I'm in my late 20s, somehow. Guess I should wake up and smell the whiff of steady decay. Hopefully the DJ is good, and the wine.
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Oh yeah! Please let me know who's dead! There might be a grave or two I can dance on.
Your 20th!! It could be worse, try going to your 40th! You really see bald, gray, and fat. Only two dead, though. Of course, we have to invite everyone who ever went to school with us to try to get a decent turn out. Only 42 graduated! We didn't need a DJ since nobody danced. Poor guy fell asleep from playing old 60's stuff. We should save money next time by not having one!
Mine was last year, and I considered flying down to Austex, but after hearing about what the reunion turned out to be, am glad I was unable to attend. Am glad I was able to reconnect with a couple of the interesting folks who were fellow inmates, but all the old jerk-offs were there too.
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