It’s hard to believe, but it is almost 2010. Ten years ago, Bill Clinton (D) was President of the United States. 9/11 was just a date, and hadn’t yet been indelibly linked to a horrific act of terror. We were all worried about the ‘Y2K’ computer bug destroying the universe, but the stock market was doing great and the Internet was the new, happening thing. Our computers had megabytes and megahertz, not gigabytes and gigahertz. iTunes and the iPod didn’t exist. Mac OS X and Windows XP hadn’t yet been released (I was running Windows 98 at the time). I had a cell phone, but had just gotten it recently and it didn’t have SMS, MMS, email, Internet, or anything except for basic voice capability.
I was a high school senior and active in the Lane Memorial United Methodist Church youth group. I don’t think I had decided for sure where I would be going to college—I was considering Virginia Commonwealth University (VCU) and George Mason University (GMU). I was working part-time for the Atlantic Mutual Corp. as a web developer, but was pretty sure I didn’t want to do that for a living. I started my first really serious romantic relationship on New Year’s Eve, exactly ten years ago this evening.

