“Even a generation ago, people “grew up” in definite stages: they got married, got a job, bought houses, had kids, got divorced, maybe got remarried, retired, had grandkids. Now we’re getting married later. We’re living with significant others. We’re renting instead of buying. We’re putting off babies until we’re financially stable. We’re going back to school. We’re moving back home. We’re swearing we won’t get divorced like our parents did. Our generation of adults is doing things really differently, but this doesn’t mean we need a pity party, because seriously, what’s to pity? Those poor lonely single women (and it’s always women, because single men are having a blast), with their jobs and apartments and friends. Don’t they wish they’d married their college boyfriends at 23?”
The hell I will!
(Really I’m just in this one for the “STARTLING love stories.”)
There’s a theme today!
Seriously seriously SERIOUSLY can’t wait for Fringe to come back. I needs me some Pacey.
My best mate and I get into all kinds of fights about whether Peter or Lincoln is hotter. He says Lincoln, but I know that I am right.
Oliver was mad because I went to a party and didn’t take him with me.