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23 April 2008
Last hour plus of work - please divert me? →[More:] I am ready to run screaming. Please tell me a joke, ask me a question, keep up my will to live. Ending around 5 pm EST. Go!
A woman I went to high school with just contacted me through Facebook. On her profile, she has listed her husband's and children's names, law firm-style, as her employer.
I have a reunion coming up (I never go to those). Anyway, amid a flurry of emails, I got one from this guy who went out with (and broke the heart of) a woman who continues to be my best friend. So I forwarded this (rather pretentious) email to her, and below I am excerpting her reaction:
Oh oh oh... this makes me vaguely nauseous. I wonder how many "brides" there have been. What a foolish waste of a lifetime it sounds like. But who am I to judge... after all I once really loved him. Why? If I remember to ask, it will be one of those pressing questions I have for Saint Peter at the pearlies. That and how on earth did I get e-coli? The two seem to go together, no?
Two brooms were hanging in the closet and after a while they got to know each other so well, they decided to get married.
One broom was, of course, the bride broom. The other the groom broom.
After the wedding, at the wedding dinner, the bride broom leaned over and said to the groom broom "Oh honey, I think I'm going to have a little whisk broom..."
"That's IMPOSSIBLE!!" exclaimed the groom broom. "WE HAVEN'T EVEN SWEPT TOGETHER YET!!!'
Ah Pips. Yes, I am going to stop at the Liquor Store. I'm craving Malibu Rum, that vile concoction that I used to abhor. Maybe I can hold myself to an airplane bottle of that, and get something else real.
*bows, loses balance, topples over onto head under a flaming pile of axes, with last burst of energy reaches from the flames and sharp things, accepts goat cheese and requests a nice wine to go with it, since you'll be stopping at the liquor store anyway*
And nooooooow all my high school friends are adding me to their Facebook lists, and OH MY GOD why does everyone I went to high school with already have multiple babies? Yikes.
i would much rather find out what my kindergarten class is doing.
Facebook sounds horrifying to me.
i'd much rather find stray people i remember from ten different pre high schools.
i wonder what that cute boy in first grade is doing.
I would be inclined to glare at the chicken, but I suppose an egg can't really smoke. Or anything else, for that matter. So thank you all for seeing me through to the whistle! Whee!
Occhi, I'm 24 and everyone I went to high school with is married and pregnant or has already spawned. It's weird. And freaky.
Most noticeable is that the ones who left Louisiana are all single, dating, or in long-term-but-not-married relationships. The ones who stayed got married to their high school or college boy/girlfriends and again with the spawnage.
Most noticeable is that the ones who left Louisiana are all single, dating, or in long-term-but-not-married relationships. The ones who stayed got married to their high school or college boy/girlfriends and again with the spawnage.
Ha! Yes. I went to high school in Georgia.
There's no earthly reason why you would have (and I'm slightly embarrassed to admit that I did), but did you happen to see the MTV True Life "I'm a Southern Belle"? There's a bit where two Mississippi girls are talking, and one says something like, "But don't you think we feel like we're supposed to be married already only because we live in the South? I don't think other people feel all this pressure to get married so young." And the other Mississippi girl looks at her like she's grown a third leg in the middle of her forehead. Utter incomprehension that someone would not want to be married by 21.
I didn't see it, but I believe it. It's funny how people don't even *realize* it's a factor - it's been a huge brain switch for me to go from "I'm 20! I'm a barren spinster!" to "Oh my god, what are they thinking having kids now? They barely know each other! THEY'RE just kids!" When you're there, it's so normal.
There's no earthly reason why you would have (and I'm slightly embarrassed to admit that I did), but did you happen to see the MTV True Life "I'm a Southern Belle"?
OMG I DID SEE THAT EPISODE, and it didn't make any sense to me because I'm from California, but yeah.
We need another "Guilty Pleasures" thread, so's I can confess my love of MTV "True Life".
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