I met some of my former coworkers for drinks at Stanford's tonight. It was nice to chat and catch up with everyone. We're all so different it's kind of crazy. I guess that is why we enjoy each other's company. Thankfully, Jen is a scary movie freak like me so we've already discussed meeting to see The Descent. And hopefully Trina and her husband will be able to join us for dinner one of these nights. (For shame - we missed the first proposed dinner date. Whoops!)
It's weird when you leave a place. On the days leading up to your last day, you make these pledges that you'll keep in touch and blah, blah, blah. Before you know it, Christmas rolls around and you open your address book and think "Wow. I should send so-and-so a card." But you haven't seen or heard from this person in over six months. You opt to send the card. Of course you then receive the obligatory return Christmas card from so-and-so, thereby making it into so-and-so's address book for the following year. This tradition is maintained for a period of three to five years before you scrub your address book and effectively "lose" so-and-so's contact information. This seems to be the pattern. Until you happen to bump into so-and-so again.
But as long as we can all find time to get together and share a few drinks over some $1.95 appetizers, I'm game.
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