Today I flew from San Diego to Chicago so this article was immediately relevant to me. Like one of the previous posters' wife I'm also 5' and usually end up with both a back and neck ache at the end of a flight. The headrests shove my head forward which puts pressure on my neck and the seats are too high off the floor so my feet don't touch all the way, putting pressure on my back. If I didn't fly much this would't be a problem, but I do and therefore it does.

I totally agree with the person who suggested different 'pods' of seats that are configured according to size. It would be nice to have a seat that was comfortable for once, but given that the airlines are now so cheap that they see fit to charge for simple sandwiches I doubt it will ever happen.

The religious right believes that the ONLY time you should have sex is when you intend to procreate. That means that if you are married you should not have sex if you don't want kids. If you can no longer have kids you should not have sex. If you could never have kids in the first place you should not have sex.

I'll repeat it again: their view is that sex is ONLY for procreation. Pleasure, intimacy, etc. does not enter into it.

I think the LW should skip the reunion and just get together separately with the people who were her friends. So much less stress all around, and she'll still get to see the people she actually liked in high school. Also, with fewer people it will be easier for her to bring her husband - less babysitting for her.

I've let both my 10th and 20th reunions go by without attending either, or regretting that I didn't go. I'm still friends with one person I knew from high school, and try to see each other at least once a year (she lives in England). Most of my friends come from my college years and afterwards. I have no need to relive high school memories, and don't understand why it's so important to people to see people they never were friends with in the first place. Maybe those things are for people whose best days were high school, but that's certainly not the case for me.

Even though I have no desire to have children myself, I really enjoyed this article. It reminded me of the road trips my older brother and I used to take with our dad after our parents were divorced.

One trip to the Wisconsin Dells in particular will never be forgotten, mainly because dad only had one 8-track tape in the car - Chuck Mangione's "Feels So Good." Because he'd forgotten the others, and there were no good radio stations on the way, we just listened to that one over and over, both there and back.

Like a couple of other women on here, I'm an INFJ. As both of them I believe mentioned it's really hard to get a date in the traditional ways (at parties or at a bar) because I'm not extroverted. I'm usually with extroverts, so they get all the attention beause of their witty banter. I often get accused of being too intense in conversations, because I have no idea how to perform chitchat like my extroverted friends. Online dating is equally as hard, because someone needs to keep the conversation going and if it's me I likely won't want to see the guy again because it's just too draining, or he won't want to see me because I can't make smalltalk. Parties aren't any easier. I'm the one you see at the party who's either standing at the side watching everyone, in a circle with people but not saying much, or in a deep conversation with just one other person. I think Rauch said something like introverts would love to sit in a skybox at a party. That made me laugh - it's so true. My worst nightmare is being at a party where I don't know anyone except for the host. I probably wouldn't even go in that case because it's just too exhausting trying to find common ground with people I've never met before.

The exhaustion after being 'on' seems to be a common thread. I used to be in PR (business side, not consumer) and now am a high school teacher. I have no problem performing in either of those jobs (I'm great at presentations), but I'm always so mentally tired at the end of the day that the most I can do is either read a book, surf the Web, or veg out watching yet another Law and Order marathon. Now I know why. I'm going to have to send Rauch's column to my mom, who is an extrovert and doesn't understand why I sometimes just need to hide from people.