i dont wanna grow up...but i do

when you call your brother to ask him to set you up with someone and instead of responding in the normal "i dont know who i feel more bad for, you or him" or "thats a bad idea" or "why would i do that to him?", he responds with "yeah that seem like a pretty good idea, ill check up on it tomorrow" then you know your growing up. i dont wanna grow...but i do. its kinda freaky that way if you know what i mean. growing up is a scary thing. it means you have to pay attention, be responsible for others, and all that nitty gritty stuff in between. not that i cant do that, or i dont want to do that, its just thats all the stuff that happens. and your obligation to another person. its not that i dont want that, or think that i cant do it. i want it so badly. its just kinda scary. obligating yourself to another person for the rest of your life. thats enough to freak anyone out. its so cool, yet oh so scary. and then of course there is that well worn question, but im going to ask it anyway. how do you know you are marrying the right person? i guess by getting to now them, going out with them for more then three dates (horror of horrors), and asking all those interrogating questions. sounds jolly. ill just hop on for the ride. can someone tell the world to stop spinning, i want to get off. calvin and hobbes. anyway, to get back to the topic at hand....where was i? mawige. mawige is what bwingth uth togetha today. wove, twue wove. have you the wing? great movie, everybody should see it. essential of life. its one of those. kinda like the matrix. and....well i cant think of any more but im sure rabbi wasserman can. well i think i best be off because everyone else seems to be going to bed. i guess thats my cue to go back to my room and at least pretend to go to bed (aka stay on my computer and watch so you think you can dance). ill just go contemplate.....eat, drink, and get married (as mos would say). layla tov.