My tenth is next month, but, dammit, I was too late to register for the party. Shucks! I bet all those dickweeds I didn't like in 1992 would be MUCH more interesting now, especially when they're drunk and showing snapshots of their ritalin-popping loinspawn. >:)

But really, I still sort of know most of the people I liked/tolerated in high school, and I even still like/tolerate one or two of them. :)

---Lepus Rex