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Wow, just when I thought I was the ultimate dork, I come across Hersch’s post that points me to Jacqui’s post. I have been saved from ebarrassment (at least this particular kind) by being part of a different group of dorks and my semi-ghostliness ways of high school. I tried to avoid getting my picture taken until my senior year when I had a weird "change of heart" or something. It could have been my first girlfriend (about which I do not plan on posting about now that I’m married…quite happily ), it could have been my summer of badness, it could have been the chemical burns on my scalp from too much bleaching, it could have been my really befriending my wife for the first time. Whatever it was, I was different my senior year from my junior year, that’s for sure.

Oh, and for updates on Bryan, I hear he’s in grad school at Northwestern, but I never actually talked to him at Al’s party, so I can’t confirm that 100%. Perhaps Grant can.

OK, time for sleep