It's About Time

*Just a note: I'm very excited to realise that this is my 501st post. 500 seems to be quite an achievement!*

I had a rather interesting conversation with my mother today. I wander into the kitchen to scrounge some lunch (apparently my family has taken to eating everything in the house and leaving me nothing!) and start talking to my mother. Apparently, that is still a very dangerous thing. Ten seconds into the conversation, she asks me how last night was. I told her it was fine. That's pretty much as far as our conversations ever go. Then she starts in on her did-you-meet-anyone-nice? line of questioning. My answer? No mum (re: end of topic. Stop talking). This is fairly standard. She wants to know, i don't want to tell.

Then the line of questioning took a bizzare turn. 'I think it's time that you had a boyfriend'. Thanks mum. Just for pointing out the fact that i'd not managed it yet. 'You're pretty enough. What's wrong with everyone?' Nothing is wrong with them mum, they just don't like me. Again, thanks for drawing the attention to that fact. It was a very annoying conversation. I do not understand my mother's need to inform me that i should have a boyfriend. Obviously i'm not going out of my way to not have one. Therefore, it seems like it was a fairly stupid thing to say. Annoying. Life is not all about boyfriends.

That said, i'm sticking to my theory that the main purpose of life is to procreate. God didn't put us here to get promoted, get possessions, get paid... but, while it is all about procreation, the lack thereof doesn't make me a failiure. At least not yet!! Maybe, with the help of my new tibetian bone necklace (Ayles and SB have them too, we're such an awesome trio) which informs me that i shall win someone's love, i'll get on the right track. That will please my mother, at least!