The past as a set of tangled wires.

This is the tangled path. See if you can follow it.

My first girlfriend was Laura. My sisters liked her because she was nice. In retrospect, it would never have worked: she was much too nice.

My sister went out with Doug. They broke up.

I started going out with a girl named Greta. Doug started going out with my cousin Beth, one of my sister’s best friends. We commuted together the hour and a half to see them, since they lived in the same town.

Greta broke up with me. Beth broke up with Doug.

I started going out with Kate, though never officially, a girl from the same town as Beth and Greta, and the same church as Beth.

At that point I got to know Nick, who’s now my best friend. Me and Kate broke up amicably and then went on to never say another word to eachother, pretty much.

I eventually left my church in Toronto and started going to Ancaster. I asked Mary out, and she said yes, and there was much rejoicing. Around the same time, Nick asked Shana out. And we were all great friends.

Nick broke up with Shana, and Mary broke up with me. Both, I might add, with much drama. Mary moved to Alberta and is now moving back, but to London, a stone’s throw from where Shana used to live, and where Kate lives with her somewhat-newly-minted husband.

Greta is, as far as I know, still single. Laura is married to a tall Dutchman. Beth is marrying her sweetheart this fall-ish. Beth’s sister is marrying Kate’s brother this spring-ish. Another of Beth’s sisters is married to Shana’s brother, Steve, who I work with. Steve’s brother pastors my former church.

Now that I spell that all out, I get rather frighted for the genetic dilution of my circles.

Yeah.

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8 comments:

  1. shan:

    oh my goodness. that is rather humorous… I could not have said it better myself. Somehow I have the consolation of not being genetically predisposed to all of you… however, as it has been argued in the nature vs. nurture debate–nurturing is very influential… darn. and I thought I was going to get scot free of these genetic mutations…

    thank you for succinctly summarizing up my life too. :p

    shan

    February 26th, 2006 at 12:26 am
  2. jules:

    LOL… hillarious Dan… and to think of all the other ways you could tangle that web… scary stuff :p

    February 26th, 2006 at 2:26 pm
  3. Roger:

    This hurts my brain. My hurt brain matches my hurt eyes. My eyes hurt because you have an out of focus picture in your header.

    Now my fingers hurt from typing. You are obviously a bad influence on me.

    February 26th, 2006 at 3:45 pm
  4. jules:

    There is nothing wrong with the header pic… it’s perfect the way it is…

    seriously, it would just be a very boring picture if it was perfectly crisp.

    although i did prefer the birch trees… but that’s cuz i’m a birch tree kind of girl…

    February 26th, 2006 at 7:56 pm
  5. Laurs:

    You need to get out and meet people who aren’t Dutch.

    February 26th, 2006 at 9:57 pm
  6. jules:

    no kidding miss ’state the obvious’ girl… although, you could use a little good, dutch influence. :p

    February 27th, 2006 at 9:57 pm
  7. Laurs:

    I’ve got as much as I can handle right about now thanks very much :P!

    February 28th, 2006 at 6:02 pm
  8. jules:

    i’m not finished with you yet… mwahaha….

    February 28th, 2006 at 10:09 pm

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