All the girls in my school that we’re vicious, vain cheerleader types became good Christian women with girls who are a little frumpy and on the honor roll. All the poor girls who were nice and maybe secretly dreamed of being cheerleaders all have daughters that are majorettes or on the dance team or are cheerleaders.

I have a feeling all of this is related to the Chemistry I forgot as soon as I learned it 20 years ago. I never had a kid and stayed in this kind of neutral zone where I’ve grown, emotionally, but am otherwise in a state of neither progression or depression in my life. I’m like a neutron or something.