And I'm thinking, holy crap, that was 26 years ago?
Man, this means my 20th high school reunion will be this year. I'm not going, but dang, how on earth has it been that long?
D was all, "Yeah, and just wait until you hit 40!" Oh, hell no. I am never turning 40. That means I'll have to give up all my fannish obsessions, because a 40 year old getting all squee over stuff is just sad. (I mean, look at D, whose favorite Christmas gift this year was a K-ON coffee mug.)