Nostalgic indifference

I was iffy about the idea of going to a High School reunion for two reasons:

1. I see the people I would care to catch up with at least one or twice a year
2. I don't see the people I have no interest in catching up or seeing with ever
3. I also don't see the people I have a mild interest

Then I found it's $25 per person and it instantly went from iffy to "no." (Just lowercase, though. No big, dramatic NO!!!11!11! with fake scoffing or anything.)

Because if Logan, Brad, Nell, Ian, Ben and I each put in $25 for alcohol, we could have a pretty good time.

We could, maybe, even afford some food. And a raffle for a fun prize like his and hers monogrammed copies of Das Kapital.

Or Independence Day on DVD. Autographed by Logan.

Or The Matrix on VHS. Autographed by Brad.