Aug. 29th, 2002 11:15 am
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muckefuckHoly shit! My old college roommate's first film just got pantsed in the Onion! Not by anyone I know personally, but I still feel that the link between my old crowd and my new one has been closed somehow.
I'm not sure how to characterise my reaction. It's been so long--almost a decade--since we had any contact, that it's not like I feel close to Cacho (adding insult, Keith misspelled the poor guy's name) and his achievements anymore. We shared a lot of thoughts, feelings, and experiences during our first year of college, but we belonged to different crowds even back then. If I hadn't completely learned the lesson in high school that a lot of friendships are opportunistic and situational, then it was definitely brought home to me after college graduation, when my group of friends drifted away--including the ones in Chicago, and the World's Whitest Cuban was mostly out of town on consulting assignments. He could've looked me up when he was here filming or showed up at our most recent reunion and asked about me, but he didn't, so this says to me that he and I are basically on the same page. We've moved on.
It's a story as old and trite as his movie, apparently.
I'm not sure how to characterise my reaction. It's been so long--almost a decade--since we had any contact, that it's not like I feel close to Cacho (adding insult, Keith misspelled the poor guy's name) and his achievements anymore. We shared a lot of thoughts, feelings, and experiences during our first year of college, but we belonged to different crowds even back then. If I hadn't completely learned the lesson in high school that a lot of friendships are opportunistic and situational, then it was definitely brought home to me after college graduation, when my group of friends drifted away--including the ones in Chicago, and the World's Whitest Cuban was mostly out of town on consulting assignments. He could've looked me up when he was here filming or showed up at our most recent reunion and asked about me, but he didn't, so this says to me that he and I are basically on the same page. We've moved on.
It's a story as old and trite as his movie, apparently.