drunken fun

Okay, I had a little too much to drink. I'm feeling pretty good right now. I went out to dinner with my new neighbor. We had a blast tonight. I've got this refridgerator poetry, and after drinking 2 margarita's and a vodka martini, you can really make up some funny shit. We both stood in my kitchen staring at my fridge moving words around, making up stupid and sometimes, even profound sentences, and laughing our asses off (Oh, if only that were true. See, I've got a big ass and would love to be able to laugh it off!) at the funny ones. The profound ones got a "we should really come back tomorrow when we're sober so we can say, 'wow, did we really do that? How profound.'"
My neighbor moved to the block in April. I walked over to her house to welcome her to the neighborhood. After talking a minute we realized that we are the same age, grew up in the same neighborhood, graduated from the same high school in the same year. We didn't know eachother in high school. We didn't run in the same circles. I didn't really know anybody. I used to finish up my day after 6th hour, not 7th, so I could go to my work-study program. I didn't participate in after school activities, I wasn't in the band, I wasn't into sports, or drama, or smoking pot, or anyother after school activity. Therefore, I didn't really spend a lot of time getting to know my fellow students better. So...my neighbor and I didn't cross paths until now; 26 years later. And, we live an hour away from our home town and only 2 houses from eachother.
But, we know eachother now!