Today, I got an e-mail from Classmates.com telling me that Erin Svalstad sent me a message. I didn’t recognise the name so I logged in and looked at it… one of our senior class officers got married and was notifying us that the Class of 1996 would hold it’s reunion in May. 10 years. TEN YEARS. I feel like the guy in “Grosse Pointe Blank” who Martin ran into shortly after arriving back home. TEN YEARS.
Jesus, I’m really old.