Headed to the initial planning meeting for my 20-year high school reunion tonight. Hard to believe it’s been that long. We were so young. Our dreams were as large as the sky. As my classmate and friend Paul said in his senior quote: “As I stand on the shore of life, a hurricane of opportunity calls my name.” Blah, blah, blah. The more things change, all that shit.
Well, except I’m fatter and balder. But I also make a hell of a lot more money.
No, I’m really looking forward to it. I even picked the same restaurant we used for the first meeting planning the 10-year. I anticipate a fine and productive time.
Yeah, so after the meeting, I’m going to beat up some hookers and deal some blow. Loves me some Grand Theft Auto. (I played III and Vice City; I actually skipped/missed San Andreas altogether.) On the first Xbox 360 title in the series seems like an ideal time to jump back in (and it sounds like a top-notch effort).