My Best Friend's Wedding

C wasn't my best friend then, and I wasn't invited to his wedding. It was a pity it happened. Not that I had (or have, or will have) thoughts on getting back together with him. We hang out, and it's all good. Except for his relationship with his wife. I told him time and again it was an accident waiting to happen, and it did. You do *not* mess around with Mother Nature like that because Mother Nature, being Mother Nature, wrongly assumes that it is our Nature to be Mothers. I haven't ever seen her with their kid, but I don't think she's Mother-of-the-year material.

He's an intrinsically good guy. He really is. Which is why it's sad to see him squirming in her clutches like that.

And so I posed this question to S: "What is it with good guys? Why do they end up with..."

"Bitches?," she finished my question for me.

We have a friend, T, who's getting married soon (can you say 6 days?) and he's a really GOOD guy. He's funny, he's a gentleman, he's athletic. He's getting married to a bitch. What is wrong with this world?!? Granted I don't know the girl well either, but I know what they're like together and it's wrong. All wrong.

I'm not wishing and hoping and praying he'd end up with me. Ugh! I liked him for a little bit back then but nice as he is, he's not the type whose words I'd drown in, so I labelled him "Friend" early on. But why can't he end up with someone equally nice? Some nice, smart, charming girl who'd make it a point to make friends with his friends? Is this the way the forces of the world even things out? By pairing nice guys with bitches and nice girls with, um, he-bitches?

Guess we should start looking for our he-bitches then.