Thursday, February 03, 2005

I have lost my mind.

We are going to an "Informal Gathering" of LA area alumni from our college this evening.

The invitation arrived Tuesday. I collected it from our mailbox Wednesday morning, and when I returned to the apartment there was a message on the machine, following up and asking for an RSVP.

Organized, aren't they?

I expect one of three things shall transpire:

  1. We will know no one in attendance.
  2. We will become re-acquainted with one or more people that we actually liked or at least didn't hate.
  3. The only people we know who are there will be ex-whatevers of Will's.

These are clearly the only possible outcomes.

But there will be food.