I always thought I'd want to go to my high school reunion - if for no other reason than to surprise folks. Then I get the invite in the mail, and I'm... not so enthused. I mull it about for a day, and decide that it's not worth coughing up 50 bucks just to prove that I've grown past the age of 18.

My mistake was then settling down to watch Grosse Point Blank. I am now filled with ambivilabnce. Bleah. Stupid Libra side of my personality coming out.... grumble....