For me: The usual. Reconnected with several old friends. The most unexpected thing, though, requires a little bit of backtsory.
When I was 3 or 4, I was babysat by an older woman who babysat several other girls. The woman was like a grandma to me, to the point of me calling her Grandma Dorothy. While in her care, I became close with one of the other girls there, Gwen, who was eight years older than me. After a while, the woman's house burnt down, she moved about an hour away, and us girls dissipated and lost touch.
Gwen sent me a message on MySpace less than a week ago (I hadn't talked to her in at least 15 years). She's organizing a reunion of as many of the girls Grandma Dorothy babysat, and we're all going to go visit her. I wasn't even sure she was still alive, because I knew she was pretty old when she babysat me.
I can't wait!