I just found an email from yesterday that indicates we didn't have a big fuckup with the build last week- something totally unrelated is going on. Totally justifies ccing myself on everything and consequently having 1150 email in my inbox because it's too much to file them this week.

You have no idea how relieved I am. I may slide off my chair I'm so relieved.

I so just don't do adrenaline.

That article was dramatically appalling. But I say that as a woman who can't even settle, so what do I know?

YAY sarameg!

yay torchwood too.

Juliana, we should totally hit Vegas in July. I hear Lisa will be there.

But I say that as a woman who can't even settle, so what do I know?

Well, you shouldn't feel too bad, since even though the author has discovered that settling is the one true way, she can't seem to manage it either.

even though the author has discovered that settling is the one true way, she can't seem to manage it either.

Apparently marriage is all about kids, too. Why get married unless you're looking for a potential father? (Admission: I did not read the whole article.)

NINES

Juliana, we should totally hit Vegas in July. I hear Lisa will be there.

You don't say??

Woo-hoo, sara! Go have a shot of Fernet.

she can't seem to manage it either.

Let me rephrase it--I don't even have the opportunity to settle.

Dana, you spared yourself wisely. It is all about parenting. There seems to be little other reason to have a man around--at the core of things you're running a small business that is the raising of the kids.

All your oysters are belong to me!

You can have 'em.

In other news, jeans, and ignoring the scary marriage-hound lady.

“They, like me, would rather feel alone in a marriage than actually be alone, because they, like me, realize that marriage ultimately isn’t about cosmic connection—it’s about how having a teammate, even if he’s not the love of your life, is better than not having one at all.”

And then, for people who actually like themselves, there's the option of not getting married until you find someone worth marrying. What's so horrible about being single that the constant company of someone you don't like and aren't attracted to would be preferable? I realize I'm on the extreme end of the self-sufficiency/cranky loner scale when it comes to the impulse to couple up, but there's a difference between being realistic about how stable marriages and Harlequin romances differ and being so needy for external validation that anything would be better than being alone.

It's perhaps cruel of me, but I'm grinning at the thought that any man with half a brain will be able to pick up the waves of desperation coming off the author and react appropriately (i.e. run fast in the opposite direction).