So I walk into Cafe Paradiso with my cousin this morning around 11:15/11:30 and she exclaims under her breath, "You didn't tell me this many people were going to be here!", meaning she probably would have worn something else if she'd known. I told her, honestly, that I hadn't known there were going to be so many! But there seemed to be a party going on at a long set of tables all pushed together. I glanced over, and someone recognized me, so I looked back and it was Noah Buntain, I start looking down the table and realize that I know pretty much every single person sitting there, and that they are all from the class that graduated just above me, '96! I go over and ask if it's a re-union, and sure enough it is! They only had 11 people in their graduating class, but they invited anyone who'd ever been in the class at all, so there were a good 15-20 people sitting at the table. The few I didn't recognize must have been spouses. WILD. I wonder what it is that motivates people to actually go to these things? Because seriously, it was pretty much most of the class. Even a few people who I expected to see but weren't there showed up a little later on. The only person I didn't see was Willow. But that's pretty good. I'm gonna have to go dig up my school yearbooks to remember a couple of names though... 10 years. whoa. whoa. What a brain trip that is...
I wonder if we'll actually get one together for our class? I can't remember who said they were going to organize it... Sarah V maybe?
Anyhoo, I wish I'd been a little bolder about going up to people and talking to them, but I didn't want to invade. sigh. they probably wouldn't have cared too much. and we DID share classes for at least a year, if not two, plus not to mention being in drama together and such all through HS. weird. Also weird how many of us this age have gained so much weight. :( I remember looking at "grown-ups" and wondering when/how it happened that people changed from the sizes I saw around me to "big, grown-up" sizes. I guess it's now. When we all sit around at desks doing jobs, and don't have required PE, and probably some of us are depressed about our lives/ not doing the things we dreamed about/hit by reality or whatnot. Not to mention if you haven't seen them in, well, 10 years, and your last memory of them was in a "pre college freshman 15 body", then yeah... wild. Not to mention nearly all of the young people around me/here in FF seem to be on the more slender side, so it was strange to see such a collection of people in "grown-up sizes".
So Sharon Bousquet was here for the ArtWalk and played outside Entree Cafe. She made some references to looking for a house here, and her website has some references to moving back to Iowa, although I couldn't find an explicit explaination. So now I'm having fantasies of her being my mentor or something. Wouldn't that be cool? She's a traveling singer/songwriter, great voice, great poet, great guitar skills AND has 2 kids! Quite an idol for me, *grin*.
yeesh. didn't realize how attached I was to that silly kitty, but I was in a pretty rotten mood for most of yesterday... and kept looking for her to attack my pant legs and mew and such. prrrrrrr. mi gatica.
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