Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Listening and learning

For the last two weeks or so Michael and I have been bunking in the spare bedroom of his best friend's house. We have been sharing the house with him and his new wife.
This would not be so bad except...
Well, this man is still the same guy he was in college. A good guy. A guy with a heart as big as, well, Wyoming. A guy who would give you the shirt off his back, rescue you from a fall, save you from drowning... drink you under the table, smoke a joint with you or two or ten, drive in the snow and ice after doing all of the above... pass out in the hot tub after doing all of the above... This guy is now a 30year old frat boy with a Barbie Doll wife who packs his bowls for him after smoking her own, first thing in the morning, at lunch, for an afternoon snack, and always before bed. She is 32.
Michael has been away on business all week and I have been left in this Never-Never Land house alone with the "happy" couple. Listening. Listening and learning.
Listening to them complain about being broke. After taking out a loan to buy a hot tub and buying a pound of "totally gnar weed," and cancelling jobs because there is "killer powder!" Learning that I am so grateful to have outgrown them and become an actual contributing member of society.
Listening to them talk to each other. Guy is a smart (although, less smart than when in college due to a downsizing of the brain cells) man. He reads and is cultured and enjoys politics, Barbie is not. She is sweet, but I have learned she is also incredibly stupid. And she is an enabler. Guy is a manic depressive, and she feeds his depression with drugs and alcohol. She loves him, but she loves to get high and to party and she does not read, she is not cultured, she is a child in a porn star's body. Listening to Guy talk down to her for her lack of education...
Learning that "if you haven't grown up by thirty..." well, it's not too late.
And they are so pathetic. A 30 year old ski instructor and a 32 year old massage therapist, still supported by Guy's parents, eating stoner food and getting high every night, unable to grow up.
I can't wait to be out of here.

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