It's 1:30am and I just finished talking with Jennifer for the first time since graduation. She told me a bunch of stuff that's been going on with Kyle, Jason, and Sommer. I was surprised. So I guess that's why he hasn't written me back yet. It seems as though everything is fine now, however (with Jason and Sommer).

Jason is one of few high school chums I've kept in contact with. He was one of the few close friends I had during the last four years of public school. I remember when we met in 8th grade, he was dressed very nicely, in a formal fashion, and I thought he was weird. The following Fall, during health class, we began speaking about Star Wars. We were discussing action figures, but the conversation was cut short by talk of large breasts. I told him to call me and we could continue about the topic. He reluctantly agreed. Jason called my house a little after 3pm and we talked for a good 90 minutes about G.I. Joe, Ninja Turtles, Transformers, and, of course, Star Wars. Dork bond initiated. What continued was years of movie-going, trading/collecting, video game exploration, and any number of various other wholesome activities. In particular, I remember after seeing a movie at Eastgate, we went into the adjacent dollar store. I spotted the jawa two-pack and a verbal battle for the green, carded bubble began. I ended up with it, just as when we tussled for Amy's special Luke giveaway figure.

I need to stop before my chance for female attention drops below zero.