High School Flashbacks

Senior year of high school (as I have probably mentioned) I had separated from my less then mentally healthy friends in exchange for a much happier, a lot less worrisome bunch. One of these guys (the one who encouraged me to make the change) was the one who went on to be mine and the hubby's first roommate, though that's not who I am chatting about today.

There were these three guys, we'll call them Larry, Moe and Curly (for no better reason then there are three of them and I needed names to imply that they are quite stuck at the hip.) Larry was a tall gangly blond kid who for as long as I had known him, facial hair was a funny topic due to his attempts at a moustache. Moe was a weird dude, hard to read, always looking like he was squinting against the sun and saying things that you weren't sure whether or not to take seriously. I've actually know Curly the longest, having picked on him since sixth grade. Short, round, plump guy who every time I poked him in the belly, he'd respond with what I'd consider the only right answer, the Pillsbury Dough Boy's coveted "woo hoo!"

These three have managed to stay friends since high school, despite the different ways that life took them. Larry has been married for a couple years now and in the next couple weeks will be having his first child. Moe had a daughter a couple years back and then just last week got married. Curly, having been less of a social flower in high school, is still testing out the dating and relationship waters.

The reason I bring these three up is I'm actually MySpace friends with Larry and Curly (Moe actually rejected the friend request I sent him right after I signed up for MySpace, saying I was supposed to have sent him some sort of message with the friend request. I apologized for not knowing the right procedure and hadn't talked to him again until now. This is what I mean about Moe being weird.) I haven't had much contact with Larry beyond the acceptance of the friend request, from what I have heard, it sounds like he has "grown up a lot" since getting married. Curly on the other hand started chatting with me, telling me about his girlfriend and all that good stuff.

Turns out we both have XBox 360 and Live and a couple of the same games so we started playing together. During a game of Call of Duty 4, low and behold, guess who shows up. Moe, and on his first day playing this game even. He made some comment about my voice being "less stern" then he remembered. I kind of think that he's a little nicer to me now then he ever was during high school. Maybe it's the kid, maybe it's the wife, maybe it's me, I donno. My senior year I was learning the full definition of the word sarcasm, that probably didn't help. Anyway, it's been weird. Nostalgic, flashback, whatever the word for it. They keep bringing up my birthday party from way back. Moe grabbed his first boob, Curly's. Curly did his first obscene things with a banana, probably not the last. Curly even asked when we were all going to get together, and I was even invited to help pick out the "entertainment" for Moe's dad's bachelor party, hehe. I'm still one of the guys I see. Good thing I don't mind.

Moe and Curly keep trying to get Larry to play, but to no avail. There's some sort of rift between Moe and Larry right now. Moe hasn't heard from Larry in over a month, not even a "congratulations and sorry I can't come to your wedding" thing or anything. It's weird. I guess part of it can be explained by Larry's impending bouncing baby boy, but with these guys? It doesn't explain it completely.

Anyway, it's been strange. These boys are rather different then me. To this day still obsessed with Smallville and not even close to being stoners. I bet you they actually go OUT once in a while, heh, and the awesomeness that is still being such close friends after all these years. See? Different.

Except for the occasional MySpace comment, I haven't remained that close to anyone, sadly. Not for lack of trying, but I think the kids that went my direction, aren't really the ones I was friends with back then. Everyone else has kids, higher education, big jobs, better friends, have moved away or some combination of that list put together. I find myself fitting in better with the skater/punk/nerdy/lazy/stoner/gamer crowd, even though I can only barely fit into some of those categories. Tell me how to find more of those people dammit, I need to expand my comfort zone. Show me a person who is perfectly content sitting on the couch watching television, playing video games and smoking weed all day (or at least not caring if I do), and I'll call them a friend, ha!

Gotta go now, gonna get together with the hubby's mom. Arby's, a thrift store and maybe getting my hair trimmed, and then hopefully home before it gets too damn hot out there. I hate ninety degree temperature days, bugs and sweat stains. Yuck.