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| I have been sick for the past 5 days. Maybe 6, I don't know. I thought I was better, but apparently not so much. The logical thing would be to continue to rest, but screw that. This is finals week, which means I'm going out almost every night. I don't have any finals, so it's not irresponsible. Ok, maybe a little, but dammit I want to party!
The guy I met is fantastic. I know I skipped the transition into the topic, but really what do I say? He is. He just got divorced, so he's not emotionally available, and that's just fine with me. There's no plan, its just fun and cuddling right now. Lots of fun and cuddling. I laugh almost non-stop when I'm with him, and smile like an idiot when I'm not. I had forgotten how fun infatuation can be.
Wait... am I lovesick?
Are there pills for that?
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| Oh, you thought you were rid of me, did you? Mm? I am not so easily pushed to the side, my sweet. What did I tell you about using logic? You thought you were safe, because he was "nice"? You idiot. There is a reason you prefer assholes, you know. They are the more honest men. You know exactly how things will unravel. You will become attracted, fall into lust, and then there will be sex. After the sex, there will be minor infatuation, and then one of you will do something to make the other no longer desire you. That will be the end. It's simple and formulaic, and now you want to use something this easy on love?
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| I've never understood the trappings of tradition when it comes to marriage. There are so many things that I don't get, from the dating process to the wedding. When I was younger and most girls were dreaming of their ideal wedding, I was trying to figure out if I even wanted to bother with the hassle of having a husband. Would I have to sacrifice who I was in order to please someone enough for him to stick around? Was there anyone that would want someone with my mixed family, health problems, and stubborn nature? Could I let down my walls enough to allow someone to see the authentic me? And then, if I did get all of those things worked out with someone, and we decided to get married, what would that look like? I tend to lean toward the Vegas style weddings, because of their lack of hassle and family politics. I don't have to worry about seating arrangements or decorations or having vegetarian options for my veggie friends and family. Another benefit of Vegas is that I know there is at least one drive through chapel, and I really want to go through it in a limo and ask for fries with my husband, then politely ask that the priest "Super size" my order.
Lately I've been considering a slightly more traditional wedding than the super-sized-Vegas style, even though there are no serious prospects in sight, yet. After a long conversation with my roommate, I discovered one thing that I will absolutely demand at my wedding (if it avoids Vegas, anyway). In traditional receptions, the bride and groom get gifts that they may or may not want or need. I have no reason to believe that my future husband and I will need that kind of support. If we can't support ourselves; we have no business getting married. So, instead of the gifts, I want to have us choose our top 5 or 10 charities and everyone can donate to the charities in celebration of our nuptials. We can easily set up a basket for each charity, have it lined up on a table, then enjoy knowing that our marriage is going to do some real good in the world, even if we manage to mess things up later on. I find that much more romantic than getting a cheese dish or silver platter. It would also make the thank-you cards a cinch. You have a painfully simple template for each charity, then insert the names and amounts, sign and mail them off.
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| I went out to the bars last night with my roommate and I think I have a crush on a very strange creature, indeed. A southern gentleman. He bought my drinks, tried to get my chair for me and "taught" me to two-step. Ok, I already knew how, kind of, but it was cute.
He made me want to not have defenses, and not be guarded. That's either very good or very bad.
I didn't think about the ex at all until this morning, and I KNOW that is good.
We have a date for next weekend.
Here's to it being as fun as last night.
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| Once upon a time the weather was controlled by the pagan gods. Back in the day, you know, before this Jesus craze happened, people all over Europe would sacrifice to these pagan gods. In exchange for a few measly sacrifices, these gods would ensure that the communities who sacrificed to them would receive mild weather.
Let me ask you something... do we have mild weather anymore?
*cough*
Hurricane Katrina
*cough*
Greensburg, Kansas
*cough*
Floods
*cough*
Sorry, I am feeling a bit under the weather today. I really should sacrifice someone for this lingering cold. Anyone interested?
No? Alright, I suppose I'll just finish making my point, then. Before Jesus, we had good weather, but unfortunately Christians have taken over and controlled our government and many others simply to outlaw the one thing that could prevent these horrible disasters. Since we can no longer control how and when people die for the weather, the weather now controls it. Instead of 100 or 200 people dying in sacrifices every year, now we have thousands dying in needless freaky weather occurrences.
Some people will tell you that it's pollution or greenhouse gases, but that just makes no sense. Really, I drive my car a lot so hundreds of people die all over the world? I don't buy it.
It makes much more sense that it's angry pagan gods. Don't worry! I have a solution!
The whole death row thing? Yes, you know where I'm going with this. Get rid of the criminals that have cluttered our prisons for all too long and sacrifice them so we can have no more Hurricane Katrinas. It also saves tax money in both the cost of prison housing fees and the cost of natural disaster relief efforts.
Please, write your legislators now! Tell them you demand good weather again, and that you support the sacrifice of criminals to pagan gods to achieve these ends.
Oh, and blame Jesus. It's totally His fault.
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