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I'm sitting in the dinning room on one of the rodent's new computers thinking that the weather gods must be somewhat back to normal as it's raining, no realllllly raining here. The beautiful wind is a blowing which rattles the house a little.

I went to a 50th birthday party for friend last night and ran into someone that I went to high school with. She was 3 years behind me and I could not remember anything about her. Not even the name rang a bell. Now the fun part...she knew me. Started off on stories about me and as she was going through them....crap, I remember that...and that....and that, OK that's more than we need. Did I just go through high school and not really care about anything? I mean that this is not the first time I have run into someone that knows me and I can't recall anything. And then there is DW standing there asking more questions about things I can't even dispute if I wanted to. However, I did in fact fill this girls parent's Volvo with very large stuffed animals from Circus Circus in Reno during my senior year. Not to mention that I also filled the limousine that we had driven down as well. I then gave them out to girls back home. It seemed like a good ideal at the time.

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Travel said…
I have been to my last High School reunion, well maybe a 75th or something is there are still 2 people alive at that point.

Were there any sheep or penguins in the haul from Reno?

DG
4:19 PM
WickedHamster said…
There is a very positive spin you can put on this. Obviously you were MUCH more memorable than any of them were! From what I know of you, I can easily see that would be the case.
9:25 AM
Me said…
.... typically I'm the one remembering all the nitty gritty details of everything 'back then' although I only share them with the one or two people I still talk to from HS. I didn't go to my 20th that was held this past summer. No reason. I just couldn't make myself do it.
8:52 AM
Kelsgarden said…
every time we run into someone they have VOLUMES of memories about you - I try not to judge you
12:54 AM
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