...In which our heroine doesn't know what to think.

Sometimes life surprises you, like last night.

I know I'm getting to be the age where marriages and pregnancies will start to become less shocking and more commonplace, but for the moment, they remain in the shocking category.

For those of you keeping score, my closest group of friends freshman year was Emily, Bugs, Lane, and Ben. Emily dated Lane, I dated Ben, Bugs dated Evan. All of those relationships have since ended, but we've kept it cordial, admittedly, ahem, some more than others, but we're still always glad to see each other. Last night was Ben's 21st birthday, and the first time we had all been together since my birthday, nearly a year ago. Lane has a new girlfriend, Brenda, and has moved back to Aurora. I knew something was up when she politely declined her beer at beer pong: Lane's going to be a daddy.

It could be the context under which I spent most of my time with Lane (read: smoking or eating or smoking more) or the fact that he dated one of my best friends for a year, but I just can't wrap my head around it. Lane still seems so young to me - he was happy about it last night, but my perception was slightly altered by a bottle of Tanqueray. They've only been together since May and are going to be parents. Brenda, who I had met one time previously, just straight up told me.

Maybe I should be less surprised or maybe I'm just glad it isn't me (have I mentioned what a beautiful, simple invention the pill is?) but it's still blowing my mind. I know peers with kids, but Lane is definitely the closest person I know with an impending little one. So many questions: are they getting married, moving in together, finishing school? None of them are my place to ask. As Bugs said after he mentioned that he'll be a gay uncle, he concluded with "Well this will be a fun little adventure to watch unfold."

Sometimes, I think I should join a nunnery.

Also, cold Domino's pizza does not pair well with the aforementioned Tanqueray.

When the fuck did we get so grown up?