so the reunion shindig was nice. admittedly, i drank way too much. (if you couldn't tell from previous posts - half of which i deleted)
this morning as i got into work, my mother calls me...
"are you sitting down? because you are going to have a shit fit", said she.
what? why? huh?
okay - i was best friends back in high school with a girl named christine... then i went away for the summer between junior and senior year of high school to go to college.... when i came back, i found out she started spreading rumors about me and talking trash and the friendship dissolved.
she was a quiet thing back in the day - and wound up being "Most Shy"
she also was really ditzy (in my opinion)
so when my mother read me this article in the asbury park press, i nearly died.
this has now inspired me to write a children's book about jealousy and bitterness...

