Georgiezine

I procrastinated like crazy about the school reunion, then booked a B&B. The owner wrote  "funnily enough, our son is coming back for that reunion-do you remember R?" What to say-classmate, who used to be funny and then wind changed whilst he was scowling and left him with a perma-sneer on his face. Husband said I should take the high road, let bygones be bygones, ask endless questions about his romantic history to make him feel inadequate. As it turned out, he wears berets, rollerskates, votes Green.  Our year level specialised in egotistical guys who asserted alpha male inadequacies in a way that left the girls hostage. It's hard to reconcile this nowadays. I enjoy my teen nephews, find their behaviour easy to manage/cope with. It's the teen girls who can still make me cry. Rachel said in the episode of 30 Rock when Liz Lemon goes to her high school reunion ('but they're all mean'), Liz discovers everyone remembers HER as the mean person. Rachel mad...

Finally got the hang of winter. It involves nana rugs, shades of yellow, bicycle rides under leafless trees and playing tickle games. Andy listened to a story about a long-ago romantic interest, was of the opinion that when asked to a documentary.  rather than assessing it on merits of "would I find the film enjoyable?" (NO), I should have asked "will sitting alone in a cinema for an hour in close proximity to someone who has sent three thoughtful emails in a week, be a way of getting to know him better?" Earlier we'd caught up with Adam for his birthday. Rachel reassured me that it's not so bad that Pavement will probably never tour Adelaide again, but to think hard about which bands are most likely to die young. Rachel is good with advice. She has workshopped a strategy to ensure I have a conversation with Simon Day if I meet him again: carry a copy of a Ratcat album whenever in Sydney (I'm meant to take the record out of the sleeve, only the sleeve t...