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vicarz ([personal profile] vicarz) wrote2005-02-11 06:03 pm

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Holy. Shit. So, I'm agreeing to hit a happy hour with HS class of 86 - and I went through my piles and found that packrat that I am, I still had my yearbook. I also had letters from the 8th grade, and a rock I remember picking up in the 6th grade. I don't keep much, uh but yes I do. Nice thing about being in shape - I have no fear of seeing anyone. I look and am doing great - wonder how I'd feel if things were different.

I ran into pictures of um...several ex's. I have dated some beautiful muddafuggin women. Wow. I mean really beautiful. True to history, looking at the picture of my ex-fiance still makes my something skip a beat. It turns out Larry Bradby took pictures of another ex, Fria. Pictures...wow they go right through me. Me...and my girlfriend...and my MULLET!!! I really really really need to get my verizon account figured out so I can post pictures - they're a friggin hoot. Man...blue eye shadow! Big hair! Afros kinda! Leotards!

You can tell what a HS geek I was by the huge spaces between the few people who signed my yearbook. My girlfriend Kelly filled a page. Most of the others were thanking me for advice...it seems I've been a preacher longer than I realized. I saw a picture of my gym teacher Mr. Joyce...it's odd, I still quote the experience I had - I was able to do as many push-ups, pull-ups, sit-ups as the real jocks...and was being all cocky about it. He told me to shut up, that I was half the size of them so I would have to do twice as many. I never forgot that, and never stopped trying to top people regardless of size.

I'm supposed to go to Apex tonight, and I ws going to go if I got enough schoolwork done. I'm not so sure I'm getting much done tonight.

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