Another installment in the movie world of J & SMIT’s romantic courtship…

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Ah, I can feel my movie carreer budding as I type…

CLICK HERE to watch the movie about the romantic beginning of our first “date.”

More installments possibly on their way, but I make no guarantees.

I got a chain letter today from a friend.  Well, it says it’s not a chain letter…it’s a sock exchange.  But it’s totally a chain letter.

I haven’t gotten a chain letter since the 5th grade.  And I have no idea who sent me that one.  The return address was some kid from California who I’d never heard of.  Its lofty goal was to make it into the Guinness Book of World Records as the longest chain letter ever to be continued.  At the time, I thought that was Guinnea’s Book, as in “had something to do with Guinnea Pigs.”  So it sounded cooler than it actually was and I think that’s partially why I participated.

I carefully constructed my 10 letters to send to 10 people under the ruse that I would be getting back 100-odd letters flooding my mailbox within a short period of time.  100 letters - that would be like being the most popular kid on the planet.

I never got anything back.

Never.

Not a single letter.

I’m guessing that Guinness never heard about that chain either.

I haven’t decided whether or not to participate in this one.  It’s structured differently, and I only have to send something to one person.  But it’s socks.  Not just socks - FUNKY socks.  What am I going to do with 6 pairs of FUNKY SOCKS?

The past few days have been a kind of weird past-blast experience. I started toying with MySpace and have subsequently reconnected with several people who I haven’t seen, talked to, or (in some cases) thought about in years. And along with these faces has come back a flood of memories from highschool and college, that were previously burried in the vault of subconsciousness.

And I have come to the following conclusions:    

• People don’t really change. I have this naive idea that I’ve changed a lot since highschool, but either I’m the only one or it’s probably not true. The winners are still winning, the losers are still being stupid. The clueless are still wandering through life in search of…whatever. The chameleons are still blending in, though most of them are trying to assert their own identity. And the people with attitudes haven’t lost them. There are no surprises. 
• Highschool sucked. I thought it was great, until I got out of it and realized that the real world was so much better. I actually feel like I understand the real world. I spent most of my highschool time under the impression that there was some grand secret that everyone else knew but I didn’t. 
• People remember me. I know it sounds silly, but this actually surprised me. I always kind of picture myself as someone who doesn’t particularly…affect…other people to the point of burning semi-permanent place into their memory. I haven’t yet figured out what to do with the people who request to be in my friend network but who I don’t know from adam. I’ve never had a particularly good memory when it comes to faces, so I have no idea if these are people I should know, or just random friendseekers. 
• Success, failure, the good life, regrets, etc…Everything is relative. 
• This isn’t related, but JUNK MAIL SUCKS. I’ve gotten like 6 junk messages just while typing this blog. I need a spam filter. Frustration.

You know those people from school that you never really knew, but recognize because you always saw them around campus? Usually, they were a friend of a friend or something like that.

How come THOSE are the people you always see when you search profiles on things like MySpace and Friendster? Never the people you really knew, just the floating, nameless faces.

Odd, that.