aka the conversation
July 29, 2002, 2:44pm
Conversation on porch last night: (all statements were made when both parties involved were completely hammered on Bud Light of all things)
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Him: I'm 24; I'm old. I want a wife, and kids, but it's almost too late for that.
Me: WHAT?!?
Him: I will move to L.A. In L.A. there are the most morally flexible people on the planet; I'm not going to find a wife there, so what? I sacrifice a family--the only thing I've ever really wanted---for a career?
Me: Do you realize that right now you sound like every single woman in the world?
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Him: I don't know if she's out there.
Me: Oh come on, I know that I'm never going to settle.
Him: Every woman I meet is going to be held against her.
Me: Every man I meet is held against you, so?
Him: But we were kids...
Me: Stop it...
Him: You know that wasn't real...
Me: (shouting) Yes it was! It was real! I could feel it!
Him: It was movies: every sense of love that we've all had since birth has come from some money-hungry studio exec that wants to make even more money, so he makes "When Harry Met Sally"...so he makes "Sleepless in Seattle"...it's "Shakespeare in Love"...none of it is real!
Me: It was real for me, and I know I'll never feel it again because when you fall in love for the first time you just fall; every time after you're much more guarded.
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Him: So, who am I?
Me: I don't understand the question.
Him: What do I project, who am I to the rest of the world?
Me: *lengthy analysis of his character and how the world perceives him; peppered with the obiligatory nice comments mixed in with the truth*
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Me: Quid Pro Quo
Him: I have to go to bed.
Me: Hey! Who am I? What do I project?
Him: *getting up to leave porch* You'll be fine, Jess, you'll be a great wife and a great mother. You'll be fine.
Me: But what do I project to the rest of the world? What's good about ME?
Him: Goodnight, Jess.
Me: HEY! I answered that question for you! Tell me!
Him: I shouldn't have to tell you that. Goodnight, Jess. Sleep tight.
I don't think he's ever known me well enough to answer what's good about me, and I don't think he minds all that much.