I love it when this happens. I checked my relatively dormant Yahoo account (the one I use as a spamtrap) tonight and had a message from a friend from my deep dark past. And I mean LONG past: junior high. He’s one of those few people from back then that I actually like well enough to talk to, which we haven’t done in more than ten years…
I think I may have mentioned once before how there are a total of about three of my junior high or high school contemporaries to whom I’d even bother nodding if I saw them on the street. Did adolescence leave me bitter? Damn right it did…
Not that this is a particularly radical statement…
