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Sunday, 4 December 2005
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Against all better judgement I
went to a smallish high school reunion the Saturday before last. An old
friend was needling me; no that's not fair, encouraging me, but I must
admit that I suggested that pestering might produce results. So she did
pester me, but only a bit. I could never refuse her anything.
It was very stressful for me, so I ate too little and drank too much. I
don't think I disgraced myself, but I probably did.
I have to say I enjoyed the whole thing pretty much. Certainly, while I
was there. Conversations with people I had forgotten I knew were
delightful; one man in particular was such a warm open human being I
think I fell in love with him!
On the other hand, some conversations were just strange. One man I
don't remember speaking to for more than a few minutes at a time at
school, immediately opened up about doubts about his long, but, he
thought, loveless marriage! Why me?
I got a chance to tell one woman how she changed my life; she is still as lovely as I remember.
I had a weird conversation with a significant person in which I had no
idea where she was heading, or really what she was saying. And I was on
the receiving end of a tirade by another about health and my future
health problems. Now, I am overweight and do have some health issues,
but in the context of the gathering I would have thought I'd be pretty
well down the list as a health risk. Who knows?
I walked home having caught a bus there. That evening I slipped into a
serious deep depression. This may not have been a negative thing. It
may well have been a response to the feeling that this was worthwhile,
and why had I not kept up relationships over the years?
But we were venturing into the world, and saw new things and people,
and without explicitly rejecting them, moved away from the things and
people we knew.
And of course it is a little depressing that, even if we wanted to,
renewal of relationships is not going to happen. No one is coming to
any of my gigs; they lead such sensible lives. I'm not going to run
into anyone fishing, or kite flying, or at the football, because that's
not where I ended up.
11:18:02 PM 
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I have a new niece; my brother and his wife have a second daughter; lovely.
10:56:40 PM
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People have proposed trapping them, bludgeoning them, baiting them,
freezing them, fencing them in and launching biological and genetic
warfare on them.
What?
[ABC News: Science and Technology]
10:45:38 PM
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The birth of a niece, the death of a good and loved
friend, a Jewish funeral, an Anglican adult baptism (a Muslim wedding
would have completed the trifecta), a small high school reunion, a
brief catch-up with more old friends, a short, but important
conversation. All features of my week. If I have time I'll outline each.
10:00:59 PM
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