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   Wednesday, October 02, 2002

PLEASE DO THE MATH, PEOPLE

That wedding last weekend, in case you were wracked with suspense, worked out quite well. I was absolved from having to attend the ceremony itself and comfortably arrived a bit later for the reception and dinner. Mino and Shannon are a lovely couple and, while I wouldn't say I enjoyed myself at the banquet hall, it was a pleasant enough evening.

The only downside was the usual one: the choir of relatives asking when I plan to tie the knot and, if not, why not? My theory is that, if you're not married by the age of 30, people begin to assume you're either gay or mentally ill. Since my parents have asked me not to come out to the rest of the family (though not in so many words, of course), I'm stuck declaring my status as 'a happy bachelor' and being met with eyes full of pity. Creepy, and subject to change real soon.

It's funny that I spent most of my late teens afraid that everyone thought I was gay when I wasn't (yet), and am currently annoyed that no one thinks I'm gay when it should be completely, screamingly obvious. (Mental note: wear more pink at family functions.)