1:39 p.m. - 25 June 2001
Conversational
There are times when I am really glad that our long distance is bundled with our ISP, making our long-distance calls "free." I spent over two hours on the phone Saturday evening with one of my college roommates, and we only stopped talking when we did because it was almost 1am for me and midnight for her. She works at night, so a weekend evening is the only time I can talk to her.
And it wasn't as though I had some crisis that I wanted/needed her help with. Nor did I have any burning issue I wanted to discuss. We just talked for two hours: about her daughter, about my niece, about DVDs, about the 4th of July fireworks that I saw with them last year dubbed "Hos and Blows," about our new house, about what's new at our alma mater, and so on and so forth. Lots of giggling, lots of gasping, lots of shared memories.
I think that the "girl talk" is one of the things I miss the most about Converse. I don't really have any solid female friends around here, so emailing and talking to my friends on the phone will have to do. But when we all lived in the same building, it was very common for us all to congregate in one room and just talk for hours. And our dining hall conversations were legendary: for a while, we found a way to bring every conversation around to sex. This was in addition to our penchant for sitting at one or two specific tables in the freshman section, even when we were sophomores and juniors.
My favorite picture from our wedding is of the Converse crew. Our reception was at a bed and breakfast with a staircase, so we all stood on different levels. I think all of us, actually, have a similar picture from our various weddings – there have been five so far, though there's a divorce in process, too. The last time that we were all together was at a wedding, actually, though it was over two years ago now. Saturday evening it occurred to both of us that our five-year reunion is next year. Heck, our ten-year high school reunions aren't that far away.
I guess this means I ought to decide what I want to be when I grow up one of these days.
