I’m already back at home for a secret mini-vacation, this weekend — I’m planning to relax in the hurricane weather, sunbathing with some GRE prep materials.

Oh, and I’m going to see K. We go way back, and I haven’t seen him years, so I expect some major transformations. I’ve heard the re-union stories. I know how this goes. Assuming he’s anything like a stereotypical cheerleader, he’s become obese and has five kids and a smoker’s cough. And is female.
Man, this is going to be weird. I don’t think I’ve changed a bit.