I have concluded from the verbal comments from my last blog that people LOVE IT when other people fall. I am no exception. This one time in high school we were playing volleyball and this girl slips going for the ball, lands flat on her back, eventually gets taken away on a stretcher and we learn the poor girl actually broke her coccyx or something and I swear to you I could NOT stop laughing while she layed there. Human nature is mean.
This weekend is our tenth year high school reunion...I KNOW, HOW OLD AM I, RIGHT?!?!??! I didn't sign up for the dinner because I figured why pay $65.00 to make lame conversation with people whom I didn't ever know what to say to, even while we were in school, instead I'll just stalk them for free on facebook...I did sign up for the ice cream social part but now I'm thinking about skipping that too. (Sorry Brigette!) I'm truthfully just not in a very nostalgic mood. Plus I'm lazy. And I could show up to the social in pajamas but it would probably be frowned upon. And probably people with fancy iphones would take pictures of me and then when I got home it would be on facebook. (And I'd have to respond with a pic of me shooting a bird and saying "well yippie ki yea mother puppies" and that just would never do).
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