It feels appropriate to leave with a little Douglas Adams joy, yes? I, personally, found the fourth of the trilogy to be quite amusing. Recommend it to anyone. Very enjoyable. Though a tad sacrilegious. But if one can't enjoy being sacrilegious, how can one enjoy ones faith at all? Pathetic messages from God written by a British humourist make God's real messages all the more interesting, eh? Maybe you don't agree, but I find a little atheism/cynicism inspiring.

Did I say "leave"?

Celeste is, officially, extricating herself from Xanga until further notice. While this makes Celeste sad, it is necessary. The next month is filled with such trivial matters as AP Examinations and international travel, and Celeste's internet connectivity throughout the summer era will be limited at best. Thereby, as sad as it is, Celeste is no longer going to post her "oh so amazing" thoughts and ideas, and will probably not talk to anyone on Xanga for an indeterminate amount of time.

To close, I apologize to anyone who commented recently and did not receive a response. Too much school, too little time, house-sitting jobs and tortilla making took precedent. I very much wish you a pleasant day, many blessings, and a birthday that puts all the others to shame. Getting older is so very fun.

So, again, thanks for all the fish, thoughts, and general happiness.

One last pointless though inspiring question for you all: What would chairs look like if our legs bent the other way?

Ta!

Today, two different and separate women decided to give me some advice on marriage. This advice came unprompted. This advice came with sincerity. This advice came as a bit of surprise. And it's not the first time someone has randomly begun talking to me about such matters. So, for the good of the general populace, I shall now share some of the advice that was given me both today, and on previous occasions. If I still feel like it at the end, I'll opine on this advice. Which is to say, currently, as you read, know that I do not agree, nor disagree, directly with any of this. Assume that remains true until I mention otherwise. Thanks.

Marry someone from your home culture. (Person giving advice omitted definition of "home culture", btw.)
Have your Bachelor's degree before you get married.
Be at least 21.
Have a small wedding.
Have a big wedding.
Marry someone who's last name begins with a letter that is in the first half of the alphabet, preferably the first third. Reasoning behind this advice: as you will undoubtedly have children with this man, you would not wish to subject said children to being at the back of the line in grade school.
Have a honeymoon far away.
Have your honeymoon somewhere familiar.
Be sure to have an argument with the guy before marrying him.
Observe his mother closely.

And, last for my short list, but certainly important:

Be sure to marry my son. (Said more as a joke, and in many different ways, such as "If I had a son your age...","If my son weren't already married...","If I were a bit younger myself, but I'll leave that to my son and his pals..." and so on...)

So, a few thoughts.

a.) I think it a bad idea to base my marriage decision on a man's last name. Quite honestly, he really couldn't help it, and my kid spending a few years at the back of the line builds character. I should know, I'm a "W" at the moment.
b.) I have previously posted some thoughts on the "home culture" advice, so I won't again here, but it's a very confusing and silly subject. Basically, I think I'm going to go with the guy I fall in love with. I don't much care which culture he's from.
c.) Why on earth would I stick around somewhere familiar for my honeymoon? I want to get as far from family and friends as possible thank you very much. I don't care if it's fun or exotic, just so long as there's no way anyone I know is going to contact me and mess it up.
d.) I REALLY hate it when people make comments of the last sort. Honestly, if you had a son my age, I would probably already be talking to him, rather than be in a conversation with you about how you would like me to marry your son. However, I do appreciate the sentiment behind such remarks. They are generally meant well, and the person is truly expressing how they are impressed with my...cooking, conversation, looks, manners, jokes...etc.etc. So, I do enjoy those. But they seem quite pointless most days, really.

So, that's all I've got. I know, really interesting post. All the marriage talk was starting to mess with my thinking though, so I thought I ought to get it out and move on with figuring out the next few years. It's gonna be a little while till I hit 21...assuming I wish to take that advice.