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So, my cousin Christina has been trying to get me to meet this guy named Josh. She says it's just because we both go to the same college and we'd be good friends, but really, it's not hard to see through that. Especially with her husband grabbing the phone every time she talks about it and asking me if I thought he was hot from the facebook pictures I saw.
Anyway, today I was at her house and her husband came in and mentioned something about hanging out with Josh and the rest of the guys at the Waffle House down the street. When Christina immediately pulled him inside the laundry room to speak to him I knew something was up. When she suddenly decided she was tired and needed to drop me and my little sister back off at our house, it was confirmed. So it was no surprise that instead of driving past the Waffle House she pulls up to it, parks the car and says to me, "How much do you love me?"
Josh and "the rest of the guys" turned out to be a group of seven, all drinking coffee or pop and just sitting in the restaurant for hours smoking cigarette after cigarette. Josh and I smiled awkwardly at each other after we were introduced and exchanged less than three sentences before the conversation was lost to Chad and Bobby's impression of Christina's goofball husband. Thankfully, the whole visit lasted less than fifteen minutes, but I came out with a headache and stinky clothes from all the smoke.
For some reason everyone has been obsessed with my dating life here lately. My dad gave my friend James the "don't you hurt my daughter" talk because he thought we were dating (definitely not), my mother gives me this knowing look any time I mention the name of guy from school, no matter how unimportant that mention is, my little sister tried to set me up with this nineteen year old she met at one of her band's concerts, but it turned out he was more interested in her (which ew, 'cause she's fifteen) and for some reason Christina's husband Jake is obsessed with the idea of me marrying his best friend Chad. Today he sat down next to me, all serious, and tried to make me promise to marry Chad if I turned thirty and neither of us were with someone by then.
I don't get this fascination with my romantic life. And I don't agree with my dad that being twenty-one years old and single makes me "The Mayor of Spinterville."
*rolls eyes*
Using the Doctor Who icon, 'cause it's pretty and I haven't used it in a while. :)
Anyway, today I was at her house and her husband came in and mentioned something about hanging out with Josh and the rest of the guys at the Waffle House down the street. When Christina immediately pulled him inside the laundry room to speak to him I knew something was up. When she suddenly decided she was tired and needed to drop me and my little sister back off at our house, it was confirmed. So it was no surprise that instead of driving past the Waffle House she pulls up to it, parks the car and says to me, "How much do you love me?"
Josh and "the rest of the guys" turned out to be a group of seven, all drinking coffee or pop and just sitting in the restaurant for hours smoking cigarette after cigarette. Josh and I smiled awkwardly at each other after we were introduced and exchanged less than three sentences before the conversation was lost to Chad and Bobby's impression of Christina's goofball husband. Thankfully, the whole visit lasted less than fifteen minutes, but I came out with a headache and stinky clothes from all the smoke.
For some reason everyone has been obsessed with my dating life here lately. My dad gave my friend James the "don't you hurt my daughter" talk because he thought we were dating (definitely not), my mother gives me this knowing look any time I mention the name of guy from school, no matter how unimportant that mention is, my little sister tried to set me up with this nineteen year old she met at one of her band's concerts, but it turned out he was more interested in her (which ew, 'cause she's fifteen) and for some reason Christina's husband Jake is obsessed with the idea of me marrying his best friend Chad. Today he sat down next to me, all serious, and tried to make me promise to marry Chad if I turned thirty and neither of us were with someone by then.
I don't get this fascination with my romantic life. And I don't agree with my dad that being twenty-one years old and single makes me "The Mayor of Spinterville."
*rolls eyes*
Using the Doctor Who icon, 'cause it's pretty and I haven't used it in a while. :)
