i should be grateful that i only have to see family once every year, but really i'm just resentful. every time i see my grandmother (once a year maybe) she tries to subtly make me feel guilty that i haven't yet married and had kids. little does she know that my resolve to never take a wife is uber stalwart. antiquation (conservativism) pisses me off. practically all my cousins who are roughly my age are married with children. go bug them.
what's wrong with the kurt russell / goldie hawn dynamic?
is getting married and deciding to have children a sign that you've given up on ever having fun again? my cousin is the same age as i and she's crapping one out in the spring, and i think she's insahe. dog forbid i should ever reproduce, but if i did and it was intentional there's no way i'd give in until i was late-thirties. at that point in life i imagine i'll need some sort of project to break the monotony, so why not a kid.
but presently i'm still way too irresponsible and immature, not to mention terrified. i shouldn't be worried right now -- i'd have to get a date first, and there's little danger of that, much less the... rest... of the... err... stuff... that has to happen to make babies.
merry late december!