A soap opera life, losing friends and getting old...

[fightingthecage]

K, just a few random musings on things that have been forced to my attention recently, completely against my will.

My best friend and his fiance had a baby a couple of days ago. So - an official welcome to the world, by me, for little Alice. Enjoy it while you're young kid, it just gets weirder from here on out. Then the same night I'm subjected to the usual rant about the cuteness of said baby, how much she weighed, length, all sorts of details about the birth that I really didn't need to know cos *squick* (how the fuck is childbirth called a 'natural' thing anyway, seems like a prolonged and brutal form of torture to me...), and while returning the blathering with all the required 'Wow, awesome!' words that one uses at times like these, I decide to get my torture over with all in one go and check the email address my mother uses.

Hmmm. Possibly a mistake. Apart from the fact that she's sent four in the last week (variously telling me about her moving house problems, begging for computer help, berating me for not calling and explaining to me that my cousin has been assaulted and my uncle's house has been burnt down by arsonists 0_0), one of them also included that the news that my best female friend is desperately trying to get hold of me.

I know why this is. She's getting married in September and wants me to be a bridesmaid. I do not want to be a bridesmaid, because a) I look stupid in dresses, particularly frilly ones and b) she had an affair with another good friend of mine and broke his heart very badly when she went back to the guy she is now marrying. And I am blamed for it by the soon-to-be-groom, because I introduced them. 0_0. Yis. Will be awkward to say the least. I know there's no avoiding it and will have to explain to her that being a bridesmaid would be morally wrong etc, and throw in the fact that dresses really aren't my bag...maybe she'll let me off. But if she gets all hurt etc, I know I will give in and say yes  because thats what friends do right? When your oldest mate is making the biggest mistake of her life, I guess I should at least be standing up there at the altar with her so she knows I'll be around if (and when, in this case) it falls apart a couple of years from now.

Another interesting (well, maybe not for anyone reading, lol) snippet from the conversation with my new-father best mate is that another one of my friends got married a few months ago, but due to the fact that I was disowned by a friend that I have literally known since birth last year, I was not invited. Well, no loss there. I hate weddings.Which is unfortunate, since as well as the one in September, I have TWO to go to in July. TWO! I may die. Luckily, I will not be required to wear a frilly dress at either, and at least one of them, there will be at least 50 guys in kilts. Hmmm. Quite looking forward to that one actually. Apart from the fact that I'm going with another mate who has a five year old daughter and I will be forced to listen to the never-ending saga of the hate-filled relationship with the mother of said child, who is literally insane, re-married, but trapped him into the pregnancy against his will but is now trying to get him to give up all rights to his daughter just cos she's a bitch yada yada yada...but hey, men in kilts right? *eyeroll*

To add to the soap opera part of this rambling, I will explain that the friend who had an affair with September-wedding-friend has a) also shagged one of the friends getting married in July and b) found out a month ago that he has a four year old son that he never knew about, and is now moving in with the mother, who he doesn't love. Which is sweet, cos he wants to be there for his boy. But is completely denying himself happiness in the process (he's still in love with September-wedding-friend *facepalm*).

And through all this madness, I still have my friends thinking that I'm weird because I'm free, single, live alone, have no kids, no responsibilites and quite often disappear to random countries around the world for months at a time and spend every night in said countries getting extremely drunk and having outrageous conversations with interesting people.

If thats being weird, you can keep normality. I'm finding that getting old and having no ties is even more fun that I thought it would be. And thats saying something, as I thought it was gonna be pretty damn amazing to start off with...  ;)

Hope everyone has a great day! :D :D (And lol, medals will be awarded to anyone who actually gets through all that and hasn't had their head explode in confusion by the end...)

Comments

[shadowofdoubt.livejournal.com]

I still have my friends thinking that I'm weird because I'm free, single, live alone, have no kids, no responsibilites and quite often disappear to random countries around the world for months at a time and spend every night in said countries getting extremely drunk and having outrageous conversations with interesting people.

. . . I want to be you when I grow up!!!

[fightingthecage.livejournal.com]

LMFAO! I gotta say, it can be pretty fun... ;)

[peruvianflavor.livejournal.com]

getting old?

bucket, if you say you're getting old, what does this make me? ;)

Good on you

[jazzypom.livejournal.com]

for being fast, loose and free.

How can you afford to piss off to countries and get drunk for months at a time though? Are you a trust fund baby or something? I haven't travelled outside of the UK in ages.

Re: Good on you

[fightingthecage.livejournal.com]

Lol - dont I just wish I was a trust fund baby?

No, I work and save and then go. Or use credit cards, student loans, whatever I have to. Experience is more important than money and I dont have anyone else to support. :)