Dinner with old friends.
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jackofallgeeksSo, quick run-down of the evening before bed. Tonight, after perilously little planning, Leslie, Jeff, Steve and I went out to dinner. The four of us all went to freshman year of highschool together, but Leslie and I left after that and Steve and Jeff finished up there. The two of them kept in touch 'cause they were buddies throughout highschool, and I kept in touch with Leslie 'cause, well, how could I not?
We had a sub-par meal at Ruby Tuesdays, followed by an alright game or three of pool with a beer or two, and then finishing up sitting in Jeff's car talking. The activities might have left something to be desired if the company and conversation hadn't been so good. It was really great, I think, having the four of us together again. We kind of caught up with each other about life and stuff, girls who broke our hearts, the Matrix (not really), things like that. We started talking about people we all used to know, and I'm always surprised when I remember that, yeah, Leslie did know those people (in fact, it seems Leslie knew more people at CHS than I did, or at least remembered more).
I still hold that none of us have changed. Jeff is, more or less, the same guy I've known since 6th grade. Steve is still kind of half-awkward (but a cool guy) and as much as she clams otherwise I still see the same girl I've always known in Leslie. Maybe my definition of 'change' is different from what everyone else thinks of, but... We're all doing pretty well, and that's good.
The night ended when Leslie made noises about needing to do homework and we one-by-one peeled off. Jeff said something about getting me back in touch with Julia, and admitted that I have every reason to hate him for how that all played out. Not entirely true, I wouldn't say 'ever' reason, but he did 'steal' her from me, though I don't remember all the details. Part of me has always wanted to find her again and see how she's doing, but part of me is kind of scared, too. I'm always a little afraid of meeting people I used to know, but I'm even more afraid of meeting people I used to care for. I'm afraid they won't be the sort of person I can admire anymore. I'm afraid that they'll have been more important to me than I ever was to them. And sometimes I think those sorts of things are better left unknown.
We had a sub-par meal at Ruby Tuesdays, followed by an alright game or three of pool with a beer or two, and then finishing up sitting in Jeff's car talking. The activities might have left something to be desired if the company and conversation hadn't been so good. It was really great, I think, having the four of us together again. We kind of caught up with each other about life and stuff, girls who broke our hearts, the Matrix (not really), things like that. We started talking about people we all used to know, and I'm always surprised when I remember that, yeah, Leslie did know those people (in fact, it seems Leslie knew more people at CHS than I did, or at least remembered more).
I still hold that none of us have changed. Jeff is, more or less, the same guy I've known since 6th grade. Steve is still kind of half-awkward (but a cool guy) and as much as she clams otherwise I still see the same girl I've always known in Leslie. Maybe my definition of 'change' is different from what everyone else thinks of, but... We're all doing pretty well, and that's good.
The night ended when Leslie made noises about needing to do homework and we one-by-one peeled off. Jeff said something about getting me back in touch with Julia, and admitted that I have every reason to hate him for how that all played out. Not entirely true, I wouldn't say 'ever' reason, but he did 'steal' her from me, though I don't remember all the details. Part of me has always wanted to find her again and see how she's doing, but part of me is kind of scared, too. I'm always a little afraid of meeting people I used to know, but I'm even more afraid of meeting people I used to care for. I'm afraid they won't be the sort of person I can admire anymore. I'm afraid that they'll have been more important to me than I ever was to them. And sometimes I think those sorts of things are better left unknown.
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Completely unrelated.
Date: 2006-09-25 10:12 am (UTC)Re: Completely unrelated.
Date: 2006-09-25 01:34 pm (UTC)This made me happy.
Yeah, the months of Red are just to make sure I'm accounting for everything, so I have my work schedule on there. I can generally assume I'll be working every weekday from now until Christmas. But there are other bits sprinkled in there that make it worth it.