I hate to admit this but I spent all day today primping like a vain idiot because tonight is my 20-year high school reunion. Inside (and most of the time outside) I’m a granola crunchy girl, but when I saw the gray hair and boring nails and so on, I freaked out. I spent three hours at the mall this morning buying new underwear and a new dress, all so I can sit with friends I already know and eat what will no doubt be boring food and watch a slideshow of things that are totally not relevant anymore. Pathetic.