My brother just posted something awesome on his blog. You should read it.
http://gw2rs.blogspot.com/2010/05/games-people-play.html
He very accurately sums up the thoughts of a large number of single people. And gives an insight into what it is actually like to have a conversation with him. You can see why sometimes we have incredible screaming matches when we live in the same house.
Love you, Gaz.
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Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Sunday, July 12, 2009
A rather frightening realisation
On thursday I had to shop for a wedding present. It was amongst the most frustrating shopping I have ever had to do. Note to others who may be in this predicament: don't leave wedding present shopping til the last minute, and don't try to do it in the middle of the stocktake sales. Most of the good things on the registry will be gone and what hasn't been bought yet will be out of stock.
But that wasn't the frightening thing. Not really.
The frightening thing was that when I was at my most frustrated and felt like buying something really ridiculously inappropriate like a wheel of cheese, I had a revelation. I had officially started down the road of turning into my brother.
Seriously. A whole stack of my friends are getting married in the next 12-ish months. Which means in the 12 months after that, a whole stack more will be getting married. Weddings beget weddings, people. Once they start, they don't stop, until everyone but yourself is married.
That might sound bitter. It's not meant to. It's just a little scary. I realised as I went to the ceremony and reception yesterday that it was actually the first wedding reception I've been to for one of my peers.
Which means it's all downhill from here, I'm afraid...
p.s I love you, Garry, if you're reading this. I'm sure turning into you isn't such a terrible thing. The world only needs one of you, however, and this is what concerns me...
But that wasn't the frightening thing. Not really.
The frightening thing was that when I was at my most frustrated and felt like buying something really ridiculously inappropriate like a wheel of cheese, I had a revelation. I had officially started down the road of turning into my brother.
Seriously. A whole stack of my friends are getting married in the next 12-ish months. Which means in the 12 months after that, a whole stack more will be getting married. Weddings beget weddings, people. Once they start, they don't stop, until everyone but yourself is married.
That might sound bitter. It's not meant to. It's just a little scary. I realised as I went to the ceremony and reception yesterday that it was actually the first wedding reception I've been to for one of my peers.
Which means it's all downhill from here, I'm afraid...
p.s I love you, Garry, if you're reading this. I'm sure turning into you isn't such a terrible thing. The world only needs one of you, however, and this is what concerns me...
Monday, December 1, 2008
Seriously?
December? Are you kidding me?
Excuse me while I go FREAK OUT
That means it is less than 2 weeks til the big scary family dinner I have to attend despite having 2 invitations to far more interesting events...
That means it is less than 3 weeks til I go to Tasmania...
That means it is less than 4 weeks til Christmas...
Which in turn means it is less that 7 weeks til my birthday.
Which means it will soon be February when my essay is due, then it will be March, which is when I should really be writing my thesis, then it will be April when I have to hand up my thesis.
Great time to get sick, really...
Excuse me while I go FREAK OUT
That means it is less than 2 weeks til the big scary family dinner I have to attend despite having 2 invitations to far more interesting events...
That means it is less than 3 weeks til I go to Tasmania...
That means it is less than 4 weeks til Christmas...
Which in turn means it is less that 7 weeks til my birthday.
Which means it will soon be February when my essay is due, then it will be March, which is when I should really be writing my thesis, then it will be April when I have to hand up my thesis.
Great time to get sick, really...
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