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Start spreading the news...
Saturday, Sept. 22, 2001 - 9:45 p.m.

I was kinda worried about telling my mom that the Squeezy & I were getting handfasted. I have a hard time predicting my mom, sometimes... was she going to be happy for me, or reticent because I'm "rushing into things" & are planning on a neopagan ceremony to boot?

She was happy. All she wanted to know was how old the Squeezy was. Apparently she thinks he looks much younger than I am (he's actually several years older... the Squeezy's mom had the same concern in reverse. I guess we're a very young-looking couple).

Now all I'm worried about is telling MS. If I wait long enough, he'll just hear it through the grapevine, but I'm not sure that'd be best. ::sigh::

It's weird... sometimes I think I know every crack & wrinkle in that boy's psyche, & other times I haven't the first clue what he's thinking, or why. I can't tell if he's still grieving over losing me, or if he's mentally shrugged his shoulders & moved on: "Well, that sucked. Next!"

I really hope he's leaning more toward the latter... that I'm being egomaniacal to even think he'd be upset by my being handfasted to someone else.

I would have married you any time...

Ah, well. Not much I can do about it, either way.

Give a Clix, if you please.

midi lives in gloomcounty
midi came from Ravenswood Manor