Weird.

[ishyface]

Something I realized a little while ago: I want to get married someday.

Not now. Not tomorrow. Not even soon. I'm only twenty, for God's sake, it's not like I'm in a rush. But someday. Eventually. In the, you know, very distant future.

It doesn't sound like a big, earth-shattering sort of realization when I say it like that, but it really is for me. I remember deciding rather definitely when I was younger that marriage was a silly outdated institution and I didn't want to have anything to do with it ever, and I kind of feel weird for not feeling that way anymore.

I mean, I was twelve at the time. Still.

Probably what weirds me out the most about this is that I've always kind of been snooty about the whole queer marriage thing- like people who get married, or even just want to, are cleaving to our repressive anti-sexual heterosexist capitalist patriarchal blah blah blabbity blah. Discovering that I'd actually like to partake in that represssive et cetera, coupled with the (fairly recent) discovery that I'm monosexual and monogamous, makes me worry that I'm becoming one of those dam' assimilationist queers that I used to get so het up about. (Pun intended.) I don't think I am, exactly- just because some of my personal tastes and desires happen to line up with certain social norms doesn't mean I haven't questioned those norms, or that those tastes and desires are illegitimate- but it makes me a little uneasy.

But still. I look at people who are married, people who've been with another person for a long time, people who can celebrate that, people who work, and I think, I want that. Not now. Not even soon. But someday.

Weird.

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[ishyface.livejournal.com]

I'm still not at the point where I'd ever consider having kids- I don't think I'll ever be at that point, but never say never, I guess- but I wouldn't want them to call me mum or dad, I think. I'd want them to call me Gee. That's a nice, squishy, parental-type name. :)

I secretly really really believe in marriage and telling someone that you'll be with them forever. I just don't always think that I'll get there.

*nodnod*

(Also, I was watching a TV show set in Australia the other day- it was a nature show about koalas, I think- and seriously, how do you guys keep from jumping up and down with glee every time you speak? YOUR ACCENTS. ♥ )

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

That would not be creepy, that would be ROCKIN'. Would you say "a dingo ate my baby" if I asked real nice? :DDDD

I'm not sure if my accent is particularly delightful, so I wouldn't really have anything to say back. Possibly I could say "eh"?

OMG. :DDDD THAT'S SO EXCITING!!! And I'm kinda jellus.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure if I have an accent! Well, I do because everyone does, but I'm not from the part of Canada where people say "aboot" and call a couch a chesterfield. Although in Newfoundland, where I'm living right now, people have very thick, distinctive accents- almost Irish, in fact. (See here, here, here, here.) I haven't picked it up yet, but I figure it's only a matter of time. :)