The Sound of Settling—Down That Is

It’s been weird as of late. I hadn’t really occurred to me until last night how much as changed in the last year or so out here in La la land. That’s not to say that things ever stay the same but there’s always been a pattern, a routine that we’ve all kind of stuck with. There are the serious couples and the singles and the hook ups and the break ups and the little changes that seem to happen almost like they were scheduled.

But now things seem to be settling. Between Valeska and JD getting together, Johnny and Kelly finally moving into their own place this weekend, Lizzie ditching roommates for her own pad and all the house renting with the married couples—it just feels like we’re getting older.

And there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s to be expected and the fact they’ve all held out for so long is more abnormal than anything and we’re just getting on track with most of our peers. It just wasn’t until my last cigarette in the roof at Kelly and Lizzie’s old place that I realized how far we’d all come suddenly. That and there’s no more frat house party pads to be had or Lizzie and Kelly blow outs to look forward too.

And it doesn’t make me feel any better that Briar owns a cool house down in Venice where she and Dominick are shaking up 70’s style. Or that Edie and I have talked about when we might split up the apartment.

I think that was the one I wasn’t expecting.