Here Starts the Downturn.

I was just given the juiciest piece of news possible. A female senior from school is getting married.
The question is, how did she even get there?
After you get married, can you still drink with your friends at the sleaziest of all pubs? Can you still make a fool of yourself on a skiing trip? Can your friends still call you at 6am? Can you still be the drama queen? You can certainly have no more flings or blog about cute guys.
Or can you ... ?
And what about all the single TV nights, unkempt bedrooms, movie marathons, bingeing on junk food, chain smoking, depriving yourself of sleep for days together and the silly temptation to skip a bath?
Yes, the bus full of fat pink babies is a very lovely site. I encounter it on my way most days. Very agreeably pullable cheeks, extremely furry baby pink pullovers. And caps and shoes and et cetera. But certainly it's not attraction enough to throw in the towel.