The other day I was telling Em and Danny that I'm not sure if I can marry someone really smart, because I'm dumb (as in, Chad just taught me New Jersey was not a city in New York a few weeks ago...), but I can't marry someone dumb because I'm somehow successful and get awesome grades and awards and stuff (don't know at all where they come from...) and I know I'll be strong and independent and have a future that makes people think you're smart. Dilemma! What's a girl to do!?
Anyway, so. I just finished an episode in Season 5 of Gilmore Girls. Loralie was looking frantically around the apartment for her keys that were discovered by Luke in the door after much hassle. My no-longer-roommate would testify to the amount the scene relates to my life. I whined at him nearly every day for my lost keys that made me late for nearly every class. (They are so small and so hard to hold on to!) I realized today that I, like Loralie, may appear "dumb" and ditsy on the outside - lack of 'street smarts', if you will - while in reality I can accomplish a whole lot. Loralie is a remarkable woman - I am impressed by her character. And she's also really dumb sometimes...
There is hope :)
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