what she said
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lauralhSo I finally got off my ass and made you a mix CD, and while I was at it I made you that Smiths CD I promised that I would.
In general weddings bring out my inner cynic (who is even worse than my outer cynic), but then I usually know the bride and groom. I think it all goes back to my first real wedding being my older brother's, and even my parents were betting on divorce in a couple of years. (They've been together over seven and just had a kid.) And then having weddings in churches also makes me want to puke.
The first time I went to a wedding with a date, I was a little worried about it. Well, I didn't know how, but I thought that he would connect me with weddings or marriage or some such. But the ceremony filled me with such bile that it didn't happen at all. I don't believe in God or "true love", and I do believe that half of marriages end in divorce*. The only fear of going to weddings with dates is that they'd break up with me for being such a big jerk.
*Which is not to say I would completely rule out either one (marriage or wedding I mean). I used to just want to elope, and then I just didn't want to get married at all. But on the off chance I meet the right guy, and if I think we can build a future and grow together as people, I probably wouldn't say no. And I've heard enough cool ideas for weddings that I think I could go for it. As long as the DJ played NIN's "Closer" in the set.
In general weddings bring out my inner cynic (who is even worse than my outer cynic), but then I usually know the bride and groom. I think it all goes back to my first real wedding being my older brother's, and even my parents were betting on divorce in a couple of years. (They've been together over seven and just had a kid.) And then having weddings in churches also makes me want to puke.
The first time I went to a wedding with a date, I was a little worried about it. Well, I didn't know how, but I thought that he would connect me with weddings or marriage or some such. But the ceremony filled me with such bile that it didn't happen at all. I don't believe in God or "true love", and I do believe that half of marriages end in divorce*. The only fear of going to weddings with dates is that they'd break up with me for being such a big jerk.
*Which is not to say I would completely rule out either one (marriage or wedding I mean). I used to just want to elope, and then I just didn't want to get married at all. But on the off chance I meet the right guy, and if I think we can build a future and grow together as people, I probably wouldn't say no. And I've heard enough cool ideas for weddings that I think I could go for it. As long as the DJ played NIN's "Closer" in the set.
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Date: 2002-08-18 12:29 pm (UTC)Heyyyy!
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Date: 2002-08-18 06:48 pm (UTC)The first wedding I ever went to was for the Aunt of my [first] crazy Irish Catholic girlfriend. It was her 3rd wedding and the groom's 4th. He looked liked Leslie Neilson, but sleazier. It was in New Jersey. The bride and groom were smoking cigarettes up until the last moment, when they walked over to the rent-a-priest who was waiting behind the house to perform the ceremony. Only one side of each family was present (the father/mother sides of the families weren't on speaking terms). When the priest said, "you may kiss the bride," Leslie Neilson gave her a long sloppy wet one, while grabbing her arse affectionately and heartily. His son (who was about 30) shouted, "all right! Fourth time's the charm." Like I said, this was in New Jersey.
I was the 'entertainment,' and got a $20 tip for playing some old mobster-looking guy's favorite Frank Sinatra song.
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Date: 2002-08-19 10:50 am (UTC)more or less
Date: 2002-08-19 11:04 am (UTC)