Daddy and I went for a walk today, he wanted to discuss Orville.
Daddy: What do you think of Prince Orville.
Ramona: He's okay, I guess.
Daddy: Do you have the ring he sent you?
Ramona: No.
Daddy: Where is it?
Ramona: I sent it back.
Daddy: You don't want to marry him then?
Ramona: Daddy, I never wanted to marry him! I loathe every part of his being!
Daddy: Ramona!
Ramona: I've never liked Orville very much and I do not want to spend the rest of my life with, merely because you think he's a nice guy!
Daddy: Okay, okay, you don't have to marry Orville. But, we will find you a husband soon.
Ramona: Why does it have to be arranged? Why can't I just pick someone I like?
Daddy: We have to make sure you are well provided for...
Ramona: I don't care if I live in a ditch, just so long as I like the person I'm married to!
At this point I stalked off.
Well, the good thing is I don't have to marry Orville. The bad thing is I doubt I'll get to marry the guy I like. I refuse to marry someone I barely know.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
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