The day I learned about hi skool, I thought it was prison. We have pbs and mom turns it on first thing in the morning and I crawl out before anybody else and rub my eyes in her lap. No talking, not even a good morning. A kid had AIDS and nobody wanted to touch him. Didn't know how he got it but the way everybody acted you'd think he did something bad.

There are no more brilliantly timed disasters than that of the moments we fall in love. Hey, I should know, right?