I'm reading Going Postal again, and I have to say, it's thoroughly enjoyable the second time around, too. I'm catching all the little intertwined minor threads that I missed the first time, which is a good feeling.
Why is it that practically every adult I know thinks I need to be lectured about dating? Today one of our regular customers decided he should preach to me about the possible evils of dating and expound on the wonderful example of his niece who's just hangin' on to her faith tight and trying to be a better person and has determined not to date until she's 25. I mean, he's cute in his pride and all, but it was a long lecture, and I got bored. Especially since I've made it clear that, thank you all the same, I'm not dating anyone right now, and no, I'm not interested. And they repeat themselves! I like to think that after hearing a thing two or three times I remember it. Grar. This is me thinking I know everything because I'm a semi-educated young adult. = )
And also, the people I work with keep asking me how old I am as if the answer is going to change. No, for the fifth time, I'm not 21. I'm 19. Yes, actually, I'm still 19, just like yesterday. Thanks for asking.
My family, all four of them, are leaving next Wednesday. That means I'm all by myself, really all by myself, for five days. I have to remember to feed the dog and the cats and cook and lock the door... and I'm going to be by myself. At night. I'm going to have to turn all the lights off. The prospect of this, I think, is what's making me want to complain at lot right now. So, because I'm a weak human being, I'm going to complain a lot. Like maybe being whiny will make me not afraid of the dark? Anyway, I'm going to have to get over it, because there will come a day when I'm out of college and won't have a roommate and I'll have to cope with going to sleep all by myself (since, as I made clear earlier in this post, I'm not dating anyone nor do I intend to and that includes me not looking for a husband! Thank you! No, it's not really that odd, remember that dude named Paul? Founding father of the church? Singleness is just as much a gift as marriage, and you won't be as conflicted? Thanks for stoppin' by, have a good evenin'!).
Also, my computer's broke. Grar.
But I do love Terry Pratchett and he makes me in a better mood. So yay. Be excellent to each others (and when you're old, don't lecture strangers about dating, OK?).
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Point taken.
If you get lonely when your family's out, you could call sometime (after 4:45 if you want me to actually be in) - I discovered that calling people can actually be nice when I called Liz last week.
Is your post title from Going Postal? I may need to read this book...
Also, I want to come over and stay while your family's gone. Boo for distances.
Also--I thought you ran out of Pratchett? Did you find more?
My co-workers are all female tea-totallers. So if they're trying to inveigle me into going out for drink with them, they'd have an extraordinarily bad time of it. Unless by 'drinks' we mean 'root beer'.
yes, the title quote is from Going Postal, and yes, I ran out of Terry Pratchett, so I turned around and read them over again. Let it not be said that I do not take my obsessions seriously.
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