SWF Seeks Lifetime Companion: Alanis Morrisette, eat your heart out.

[Suzie Philippot]

In our culture completely satiated with irony, I'm looking for earnest. I declare I am in love with Earnest, in fact, and am aware of the importance of being it, and am prepared to tag along with it when it goes to camp, goes to a haunted house, and even when he goes to jail. I'm prepared to be surprised, disappointed, aghast and delighted. He might not be the coolest guy around, but I really dig his vibes.

I think we've gotten pretty smart, us recently enlightened kids of the Y2culture. I may not be able to milk a cow like my dad could at my age, but I frequently flabbergast my parentals with cultural references and fact throwdowns. Yet, with Wikipedia at our fingertips, blogs and magazines and forums and digital cable, and amazing hookups in school, knowing is not just enough anymore. Like many a college-aged kiddo, I love playing with what I know by rocking out to a little ironic David Hasselhoff once in a while, or wearing my dad's old overbig sunglasses that make me look so funny that it's cool - I'm not ashamed to admit its a fun plus of the mass amounts of culture 411 we have to play with. But, I'm also concerned with what I'm going to do with all this knowledge, know-how and ability to negotiate the surface.

So, I've decided I'm going to move in with Earnest. I'm shacking up, maybe (hopefully!) for life. We're going to have a lot of fun along the way, but I feel like living in earnest is going to give it a bit more oomph that I can look back on and remember with more gravity than the (Fe)factor. I know I have a lot to figure out, and I'm not going to give up on my fun or my culture-play, but I don't want to have to write off my peak like the infamous man in Alanis' song who turned 98, won the lottery, and died the next day. I'm going to make it count ALLLLL the way through.

[Jonnie Penn]

here here suzie! does earnest has sister?