"Looks like I picked the wrong day to quit smoking." It's 2 pm already and I haven't done a thing except open my timesheet and fill in the holiday hours from last week. I'm still drained from the weekend. I hardly have the energy to type. Next weekend, I'm going to stay in, stay sober and be productive. Oh wait, I have plans next weekend. Nevermind.

Saturday was the 10 year + 1 hs reunion. (aren't they clever... hee hee hee) There was a BBQ on Saturday afternoon for all the families and kids. It's so nice to know that the pukes that I went to high school with are reproducing. I can think of so many that should've been sterilized as soon as they hit puberty. We got there late so there were only about 5 people standing around holding their babies. [yawn...] I couldn't contribute to the nipple cracking/breast feeding/episiotomy talk so we got the hell out of there fast, with a bunch of reservations about the reception/dinner thing that evening.

We ended up going because of the curiousity factor and the open bar factor. We both looked totally fabulous. It kind of sucked at first, but after a beer or 2 or 6 and seeing a bunch of people that were always cool, it turned into a really good time. We even went to the bar afterwards and drank some more. So Saturday was a surprisingly good time. (which I am still paying for today...)

It's funny because the people that sucked 11 years ago, still really suck today. And might even suck a bit more because they've replicated. Some people looked like they were 28 going-on 45. Proof that excessive tanning and being a raging bitch in high school is really bad for your skin. Definitely a lot of "football face" going on.

And now that I've been to the 10 year, I probably will miss the 20 year, or the 20 year + 1. (because our reunion committee is just so incredibly clever and witty)