On Marriage

So Lexisreid blogged about marriage and her reservations on it and someone else's for that matter. Not one to be left out I thought I'd tell you a bit about my views on marriage.

Let me say first and foremost that I would like to one day marry the right person. Unfortunately I know that most people never accomplish this. Sure they get married, but the right person tends to not be the one their married to. Maybe because I've seen so many bad marriages and so few good ones. In my lifetime I think I have had first hand experience with two. My parents and my fake-grandparents. My mom took two times to get it right and my fgparents got married when they were 19-20.

So I can either get married 2 times or I can go back in time and pledge my life to someone. Marriage scares me, and I know its my experience that has done that to me. If I told you all the stuff that has happened to friends of mine and others while married, you would be looking at marriage like the plague too.

Like seriously, that till death do us part thing, is going to be taken out of my vows. That is so unrealistic. Sure it works for some. Sure I might even be inclined to think that at the time that I decide that this man and I should consolidate lives. But seriously, we will part, should I find him in bed with anyone or thing except me. That does include men, women, ducks, midgets, blenders, children, family members. I would prefer not to have to kill him just to keep my word. So my vow will go a little something like this, "Until God indicates that we're done." All the aforementioned examples qualify for departure under that clause.

And then there's the whole issue of knowing that this person is the one. Who am I to know. I am so a person. I refuse to believe that my one is not fine. But maybe he's not, and maybe I looked at him real crazy when he said Hello. He kept walking, he was the one, not I have to find the two, who hopefully is fine enough for me to smile at.

And come one guys, I'm a weird woman. I feel like only strange people would get to know me and think "I want this nutcase in my life forever", and I refuse to marry one of the men in downtown LA, cursing them ownselves out.

All I'm saying is, in the age of down-low bro's, men who cheat emotionally, men who cheat with puppies, nosepickers, people with aids, people who give aids and over-all wrong people for me, I'm in no rush to find the future Mr. Tiffany. He's guaranteed to be strange, he'd better be fine, and whenever he gets here I'll be happy to see him, meanwhile I'll be observing these other marriages and making a don't do that list. Later, I'll publish it.

Updates

Did you miss me?
I've been plotting to resume blogging for a while now but, you know how life is. I got real busy, temporarily lost my mind, and next thing you know it three weeks later and I've left you hanging.

Awhile back I wrote a blog about being 22. Just prior to that I embraced my 22-ness. Told people that I was 22, and I planned to be 22 until they make me be 23. Why did you all let me do that. As I look back on the past couple of months I think to myself, I should have skipped this part. Because really being 20 something is a ridiculous part of life. Part of you wants to be teenage, the other part wants to do grown up stuff. And you're always somewhere in the middle. At 22 you're a bit closer to teenage and man, I never knew I had it in me. When I was a teenager, I was 30-something. So, who knew I could go on random adventures, date boys, etc.

Anyway, I've been putting in some serious time at the gym for the past four weeks. Killing it with the yes. Trying to get right in 2005 so I don't die in 2007. After three weeks of gymming I finally went and bought some gym clothes because in the beginning I didn't trust myself to be faithful. I know me better than that. I cheat. So now I'm cute in the gym. I have a new hairstyle which when I slow down long enough to use my camera I will take a picture of to show you all. Other than that life has been pretty normal. I'm the only crazy in my life.

I've read some interesting blogs by Lexisreid one of which I will be commenting on in my next blog. I don't really have anything else to say now, except, "I don't really like my job, so I don't think I'm going to go."