happily ever after/the rising storm
(Friday, February 17, 2006)
we all have tangible tendencies to love and to adore. if formed differently in an uncareful set of words, to worship. and to define love as a faculty of passionate feelings from one person to another is just fucking disgusting. shallow. (neither does the thought of wanting to fuck anybody, somebody, everybody thrust into a barrier of love district)
a docile dosage of
this, an you'll know why i have deep affection for it.
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i have some engagement dinner thing going on tonight with a couple of buddies. actually, very very significant individuals which unintentionally spilled colour into my very dull life (with a drop a alcohol and a mile of good chat). it's sort of like an engagement party, but not really. because the person that's getting engaged doesn't want it to be like one, or perhaps, try to make it like one but with a spice of critical mutual dinner. politically correct reasons aside, we all fucking know what it's all about, though if asked to depict the reasons, we will hardly be able to justify or blow the a big hole into the engagement-peeping-dinner-situation.
social function masquerades aside (both steph and i agree that all social functions are an excuse to cock some alcohol into our digestion system), it's an engagement party. basically, that's the 3rd of my critical friend's who's about to face lifetime commitment and it won't just stop there. though marrying and children hardly makes it to the tea* category (*refer -
my cup of tea, haha, lame joke, ok forget it...get over it dammit), i'm happy for her, yet at the same fucking time makes me wonder if the prophecy of monogamous happily ever after institution actually rock as much as it sounds. (awwww, come on, get real, monogamous - for men?)
ironically, all my closer friends submerge the fact that i'all be the last one to get married, if ever. specifically, jon thought (out loud), that if i were to be somebody's best man on a wedding, i'll fucking talk him out of it and we'll run away to vegas and spend all our money on fiery sexy strippers. and the reason i attend the dinner comes from my undying affection for alcohol. fuck yeah. my other friend thinks that my biggest commitment that i've made in life were to get a cat (correction - my dad got the car, not me)
my constitution lack faith in the built of marriage but i do not ever (ok...maybe hardly) conclude that it doesn't work for anyone else. my reasons due to because everyone's getting married for the heck of it or to fucking go with the herd. here's an example: (in reference to nobody in particular)
Q: why do you wanna get married?A: because i love him...(resume continuity of a chorus in the thesaurus for the word very)Q: and you can't fucking love him if you're not married?A: ...and i want to have children too (here, the facial expression to aim for confusion and aggravation)A: ...Q: is it because everyone's doing it?Q: ...at the end of the Q&A session, someone's going to occur really dodgy. because 'i love you's and everyone's doing it is not solid enough for a reason to me. maybe 'i want the gathering of wedding dinnner money to sponsor my trip to paris' could work very properly. any other than what was written above is ideal. somehow it works for most people and they do live happily (minus the part where the husband comes home drunk or the wife announces her pregnancy) ever after. they really would. with enough patience, affection and effort.
i rest my case.
p/s - trying to strangle your spouse with some disagreement won't square things out.
