Breaking up frickin stickin sucks.

Why? Because you have to constantly relive that shit over and over.

Case: family reunion. Last week I caught the tail end of a gigantic week-long family reunion. This happens once a year, the same time every year, and I haven't gone to the last couple. My family on that side is huge. We're talking something like 40 cousins, 20 aunts and uncles, and a load of other people that are somehow related to me. And every single one wants to know "the scoop".

What is my scoop? I have a new, great job. I graduated college. I had two internships at national publications on either side of the country. I purchased my first car. I have a nice apartment. But do they want to hear about that? No. They want to know who is my boyfriend, what happened to him, why I am single, who the next person I'm going to date is, and how long it's going to take until I date him.

Is this a Catholic thing or is this just the plight of catching up with distant relatives? Is my life really not interesting enough that they brush past everything I say until I am forced to reveal my relationship status to them? And once I reveal it to them, is it really appropriate for them to seem visibly let down?

Thank the baby g this reunion only happens once a year.