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you've all seen the 'lj sitcom generator' script, i assume. however, i must say that sometimes my life actually is kind of a sitcom.
a sitcom about the strangely compelling and comfortably platonic friendship emerging between me and the sassy, hyperactive, militantly vegan, manic-depressive, formerly promiscuous, ex-catholic, not-very-attractive girl i NEVER should have made out with two weeks ago (who realizes the same about me).
the thing is i didn't intend to be friends with this girl. i just keep running into her and reliably striking up a conversation that ends four hours later. hell, i even *tried* not being her friend. i've also demonstrated to her practically everything that could be offensive about me, from holocaust revisionism to rape humor to my penchant for intelligent-sounding bitchy meanness.
we're ridiculously different.
we're not attracted to each other either ideally or in reality.
we enjoy each others' company to an unimaginable degree.
so what the hell . . . ?
if i were gay, the whole thing would be oddly like 'will and grace.' actually, it's oddly like that even though i'm not. maybe it's like 'dharma and greg' but without the sex. maaaaaybeeeeeee. anyway, it's one of those combinations of people that's only supposed to work out in a sitcom world.
it's absurd and neat and makes me happy*. i ain't gonna question it.
(*also like sitcoms!)
a sitcom about the strangely compelling and comfortably platonic friendship emerging between me and the sassy, hyperactive, militantly vegan, manic-depressive, formerly promiscuous, ex-catholic, not-very-attractive girl i NEVER should have made out with two weeks ago (who realizes the same about me).
the thing is i didn't intend to be friends with this girl. i just keep running into her and reliably striking up a conversation that ends four hours later. hell, i even *tried* not being her friend. i've also demonstrated to her practically everything that could be offensive about me, from holocaust revisionism to rape humor to my penchant for intelligent-sounding bitchy meanness.
we're ridiculously different.
we're not attracted to each other either ideally or in reality.
we enjoy each others' company to an unimaginable degree.
so what the hell . . . ?
if i were gay, the whole thing would be oddly like 'will and grace.' actually, it's oddly like that even though i'm not. maybe it's like 'dharma and greg' but without the sex. maaaaaybeeeeeee. anyway, it's one of those combinations of people that's only supposed to work out in a sitcom world.
it's absurd and neat and makes me happy*. i ain't gonna question it.
(*also like sitcoms!)