Long Time

Getting ready to move. Packing up things. Looking through old memories embedded in stacks of papers. I come across things half forgotten. High School. Years I tend to repress. Never liked it too much back then. Still don't think fondly of it. Don't think of it at all really. But Ifind some old newspapers. Back when I wrote for the school paper. Badly I might add. I was an editor and a half assed reporter. Papers aren't my gig. I write reviews, opinions. I don't ask questions well and I don't like to talk to people. It's amazing how much I've grown since then. In a lot of ways. And now there's this pesky ten year reunion coming up. I don't intend to attend it, yet I am curious. Mostly because it's been so long and I wonder how the time got away. Weird that I somehow grew up. I don't know how or when, but it happened. In so many ways it's as if I'm only ten. Like I was born out of the ashes of high school, at the ripe old age of eighteen. And boy did I look like a kid. No wonder high schoolers don't get any. Looking back is like looking at another life. Foreign, yet familiar. Crazy.

Star Wars Addiction

I'm addicted to Star Wars. Probably one of many such addictions I have. Only this one has escalated. See, Episode three is due to hit the big screen soon. That means plenty of new, expensive toys I don't need, have no place for and certainly can not afford. So why did I find myself standing in the cold at midnight for the Toys R Us opening? Answer: I'm a sucker. Simple as that. So I rush in with the crowd and am instantly caught up in all the hoopla. Not the best way to shop. Chaos, but organized chaos. Just the thing to make you grab toys just to have them and keep them away from others. And I know some of those guys were just there to pick it up and post it on Ebay the next day. Bastards. But in the end I have only myself to blame. But that's okay, cause I'll be too busy building my new LEGOs.