A N N A J O H N ' S D I A R Y: Way to Make the Nerd Feel Welcome!

Remember the from-out-of-fucking-nowhere Jr high school reunion which is a year early, which inspired that rather funny AIM convo with my Mom (as well as several kind comments from you)?

Here's the latest development in the suddenly continuing saga of my middle-school-trauma, not that it has any right to develop at such a frantic pace, since this isn't an organ transplant or an international incident or anything...

I took less than 24 hours, less than a DAY to get in touch with the woman I now realize my Mom was rightfully annoyed with and...well, you'll see what's below.

To be totally fair, she did send another email yesterday, after I went through the ridiculous amount of trouble of adding myself to one shit-tay social networking program that I SWORE I would never join, which several of you invited me to and I declined, because that was the only link I found for her on Google.

I added her, and only her, to my network, thinking that if she were active on the site, she'd get the alert and...presto. I also called my old school to volunteer all new contact info for both me and my sister. I jumped through a few hoops to do that, btw. Best of all, they didn't even have her info, for me; if they had, I would have happily called her. Everything happens for a reason.

Behold the awesomeness:

Anna,

I responded to your email sent to me and have not heard back with your address. Mrs.___ forwarded your contact information saying that you had called to inquire about the reunion. I sent your original invitation to your parent's address and I have no other way of reaching you at this point to send an actual invitation. You said your mother informed you of the invitation. I have attached an invitation here as a word document. This will be my final email or attempt to contact you. I look forward to seeing you at the reunion if you are able to make it.

Take care,

Bernadette

Wow.

I have emails from four months ago which I still need to reply to and you, my family, friends and loyal commenters sigh and put up with it. I take 15 hours to get back to someone who wasn't even nice to me in the first place, when we were at the bullshit, worthless junior high everyone suddenly wants me to reune with (yeah, I totally made that up), and she gets snippy?

I am not clear on why, but as of a few minutes ago, I feel okay with missing this event, which is obviously going to be stellar, I'm sure. Who on earth vaguely threatens people they are allegedly trying to befriend, except for Karl Rove? Yowza.