frustration

a friend's getting married in a bit over a month. he's a yr older than i am, i believe. it's funny how someone you went to high school with, played ball after school with, is getting married.

getting married. settling down. life imprisonment.

i'm not jealous. i know i'm not ready nor do i want to get married at this point. so what is this i'm feeling? loneliness? hmm...

no, that's not it.

i feel frustrated. frustration because i just don't know what colored shirt and tie to wear for the reception. that and i got to get my suit altered. can't believe i actually used to wear size 36 pants before. geez.

oh, and please don't mention this to my mom. don't want to give her any excuse to start the countdown on me.