misslizzers (misslizzers) wrote,

This is your life

So the theme of this week has been long-lost-friend reunions. A few days ago, I ran into Adra Raine in my local food co-op. The weird thing is that I hadn't run into her before; she lives three blocks away from me and we both shop there religiously. I hadn't seen her in 2 1/2 years, but now she's coming to my upcoming dinner party (which, dear readers, is the prime reason why I have monthly upcoming events - because plans to do lunch with random people you run into never stick). So I'm psyched about that. I missed that girl.

Then yesterday, I was running along the Schuykill and literally ran into Sarah Pillus, a girl I was really good friends with sophomore year of high school when we had about five classes together, but have hardly spoken to since. She lives in Philly now, a short walk from my sister. It was cool to see her.

Which leads me to wonder, who's next? Don't these things usually run in threes? Will I run into my kindergarten evangelical christian best friend selling porn in Greenwich Village? Will I find my nursery school boyfriend who threatened to kill himself if I didn't say I liked him working as a grief counselor? Will I get rearended by my trilingual junior high boyfriend who just inherited untold millions? Oh boy, I can't wait.

Unless #3 has already happened. Kristen denies it, but I SWEAR this guy in the audience of her play was in a play I saw in London six years ago. When a character goes from being a born-again Christian in act one to unrenouncing his homosexuality and drug addiction in act two, it kind of makes you sit up and take notice. And when act two opens with him completely naked lying on the back of another naked man on the tip of the proscenium holding nakkie #2's head up by a fistful of hair, it tends to emblazon a face onto your brain. If he was my #3 I'll be disappointed because I didn't have the nerve to say, "I hardly recognized you with your clothes on." Or Kristen's suggestion of, "Ooh, ask if he's circumsized. That guy wasn't."

PS yes, this is the actual time I'm posting. Thank you, insomnia. Too many nights of substance abuse and couching it, I suppose. It will be nice to be back in my bed tonight.
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