that old toilet flusher

It's a funny, funny world.

I've been vaguely nostalgic lately for the late-high-school period of my life. It seems so sunny and naively carefree in the bowdlerized annals of my memory!

I found out recently that my best guy friend/frequent crush object/first kiss is engaged. I think I last saw him a couple summers after we had graduated from high school. I was working at a godforsaken cutesy chocolate shop in a touristy town near my parents' house, and I ran into him as he was chaperoning a group of summercamp kids. I don't remember what we talked about, but it was nice to see him. And now! Soon to be married!

I'm truly happy for all the affianced folks in my life, but this marriage stuff has reached epic proportions of late: One friend suddenly wed for insurance purposes. One became engaged to his English girlfriend. And then my high school friend's announcement. All in one week. Not to mention my two lady pals at work, who are getting married in September and April (tho not to each other). Sweet sassy molassey. Thankfully, no one is becoming crazed with bridal angst yet, but there is still time.

In the meantime, I'll stay happily non-married and cohabitational. Sex is so much hotter when it's immoral.