"Remember when is the lowest form of conversation"
That quote from Tony Soprano is quite visceral and a little too harsh.
but here I am, Ten years removed from high school
which I'm finding to be quite visceral and a little too harsh
which I'm finding to be quite visceral and a little too harsh
I grew up in Georgetown
and went to high school 18 miles down the road
at a catholic joint called Bishop Fenwick
You know what...
the backstory does not matter
this is about Now
Nostalgia will not pay my rent!
I'm working the Saturday after Thanksgiving
with a hot band
a job I'd like to keep for a while
therefore I cannot attend the reunion
$22 per person is a little steep anyways!
I offered to help plan something cool months ago
the result was a royal cluster:
-people with jobs want to get dangerously drunk on a weekend evening
-people with children want to picnic on a weekday morning or early afternoon
I might get cheap thrills gawking at the ghosts of christmas past
but I'd rather rock out.
if you knew me in high school this should not be a surprise.
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