August 11, 2008

• Difficult Like Monday Morning

  There is this insect that makes this really cool sound.  I think it's a cicada.  I can't prove it, though.
  
  Anyway, when I was like in 1st grade, I would only hear it when I visited my dad in Austin.  They gave the land a sort of desert feel.  Like the Serengeti.  When I hear its familiar song now, it reminds me of my days as a child.  So when I take naps now I can lay there and pretend it's 1991 again. 
  
  But if I saw the vile creature, I would have to smash it or run away because they are scary looking.  
  
  
  
  What's the deal with all these girls from my highschool who shall remain nameless who get engaged to these tools?  It's like they'll post some facebook pictures related to said engagement, and I'm like "What a tool."  I realize that the biological clock is ticking faster for some than others, but just because you've made the mistake of dating a tool for an extended period of time in your early-to-mid twenties doesn't necessitate marriage to fore-mentioned tool.  When he proposes, just think, "Do I really want to get married to this tool?"
  
  I mean, if someone sucks in their 20's, imagine how much more they'll suck in their 30's when they've had ten years to learn to suck more.  And why be getting married so young anyway?
  
  I mean, most of the people you see on TV shows or movies are way older than 23 and they're still not married.  They are usually still dating to hilarious results.  I mean look at Seinfeld.  Or The Office.  Or any other great shows.  Most of the people: not married. 
  
  
  In their thirties: Not married.
  
  Granted, I am pretty close to marriage, so I might seem hypocritical.  I'm only like 3 steps away.  1) Find a girlfriend. 2) Get engaged.  3) Get married.  Frighteningly close.
  
  Speaking of getting married, I'm making my not so triumphant return to Austin this coming weekend.  It's actually not marriage related, but still noteworthy.  I'll finally recover my powerful DVD collection so I can more easily show everyone who comes to my apartment how cool I am and how many DVDs I have. 
  
  And I'll probably get married.

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