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My high school graduating class has begun organizing its 20th reunion.

Quite apart from having a spouse who doesn't travel, I don't feel as though I have much to show them.

Gah. Throat is killing me.

ETA - Another 3.5 hours till I can leave, buy some sore throat lozenges, and go home.

Semi-related: I hate it when I hate someone else's voice; I know it's irrational and that the person has done nothing to deserve my ire, I get disgusted with my own shallowness –and I *still* want to choke them every time they giggle inanely, or their voice goes up? At the end of every phrase?