and no one knows what the hell they're talking about, least of all me. the end.

first things first: the o.c. series finale was awful. i guess i expected as much, but really, they didn’t surprise me with anything good at all. i didn’t get even an itty-bitty bit choked up even once, and for a show that i watched for four seasons! a show for which the first season’s finale made me tear up days later just thinking about it! oh well. a fittingly mediocre end to a show that had gone mediocre long ago.

and then there was one: ugly betty. and thank god for that.

second things second: i realize that i haven’t effectively wrapped up the Contrarian™ period of 2007. i think that this happened last year too – i get all hyped up about the idea, post regularly and coherently about it for a week, and then lose focus. que sera. in a sense, i’m all right with letting the thematic peter out for awhile, because i’ve found that when i focus so intently on a topic for a period of time (and those posts meant that i was thinking about this stuff at all hours, nevermind about the opinions and questions you people raised in comments!), i actually start to lose sight of it. like trying to look at something far away through a magnifying glass – you’re trying to clarify, but your subject just ends up a big blur.

so, no more marriage musings from me for a bit. i started out with a lot of questions, and remain with a lot of question – i don’t honestly see that changing, regardless of whether i ever get married or not! the one thing that i do want to re-iterate is that we're far from decided on the issue. i fully expect, given my anti-marriage bent a lot of the time, a chorus of “i told you so!”s if BoyCat and i ever do decide to tie the knot, and that’s fine. however, they’ll be a little disingenuous, because i’m not currently making any guarantees to the contrary! it’s all still very much up in the air.

though i have to say, the most un-dramatic eventuality is honestly the one most likely to come to pass, which is that the government will force our hand by not getting on this new-fangled “universal healthcare” train. i’d be willing to bet that within the next five years, if i ever do have a chance to pursue this freelance idea seriously, a marriage license will be a prerequisite to our financial stability. boring and unromantic? yes. highly probable? indeed.

so there you have it: a fittingly boring and unromantic end to the story. ‘til next february…