Ahhh!

So today is my wedding. In 7 hours I shall be an old married lady.

It’s a beautiful day and I hope no one forgets to come.

Alas, I’m sick as a dog since Mike gave me some horrid disease. I will see if I can cough and croak my way through the vows…

I am overrrun with relatives. Half of them only seem to speak German, and they speak it with great happiness and vigor and volume and speed to me although I cannot understand a word!

I don’t really know what else to say. It hasn’t struck me yet. It seems like everything is suddenly going to be impossibly, almost painfully different… and yet not.

But I’m happy! Can’t doubt that :-D Even given all ghosts I have no doubts that this is RIGHT…

I sent my little sister an IM this morning. She was away, and so it returned me: Where am I going, and why am I in this handbasket?

That made me laugh.

So today is my last day of work (at least for a few weeks). Tomorrow I’m going to hang out with my mom for a few days and help her with the house, Sunday Mike and I are getting married, and then we’ll be in Hawaii till October 20.

I got in bright and early this morning at 20 of 9! Earliest I’ve ever gotten here! And now instead of doing work I’m gathering info to apply to graduate school… because once again, I’m thinking of applying to school, and this time I won’t let me self-doubt stop me.

Bryant wrote me email asking to see the dogs. Politely, and after some thought, I said no. I find it an odd coincidence that he should want to meet up with me the week before I get married…  Now he’s writing me nasty emails that demean my character while simultaneously talking about how he unconditionally loves me and how I can’t/won’t return that…! He is really beyond me. It saddens me that he clings to so much bitterness. I have managed to let go of all the nastiness he has done to me (albeit having twinges each time some new horrible thing pops up).

Whatever. 

The forecast is now supposed to be pretty good.

AHHHHHH!!!! I’m getting married in 4 days!!!

9 days.

And now the weather forecast says it is supposed to rain! Wouldn’t that be just my luck. Every single weekend this September so far has been absolutely beautiful — yet the weekend that I get married, Saturday is supposed to be fine, Sunday (the only important day) is supposed to rain, and then Monday will be beautiful. I suppose you can’t *really* predict the weather more than a few days ahead of time but I’m already disgruntled in advance.

I must get back in the habit of writing again. I’ve really fallen out of it this summer.

Why are Macs so fucking horrible??

Found this via lensman

If I Were a Trek Captain… by Green_Jewel
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My species Andorian
My first officer pilarcruz
My science officer j22
My chief engineer mrtee
My head of security amadea
My random alien crewmember of diversity ilovethecure
My worthy nemesis dj_duodenum
My pastel-colored alien love interest laith
My misson To hunt down and destroy bad fanfic.
The name of my ship The Tal Shiar
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Man, Louis Armstrong is so stylin’.

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On this day 26 years ago I was christened.

Yesterday Mike and I got our marriage license. Well, applied for it, anyway. We also picked up our wedding rings and dropped off the cake toppers for our cake.

Our cake topper people are so nice. Honora gave me shit about wanting little people on top of my cake :) and usually I would have to agree because most little people look simpleminded and smarmy, but I found online some people that not only don’t look simpleminded and smarmy, but somewhat resemble Mike and I. And the little man has a good haircut, not the standard ken-doll ‘do you usually see.

So those little people are going on top. And on top of the second layer, inside the pillars (the top layer is raised) we are putting an elephant and a lioness that Mike found.

Inside joke, yeah.

I’ve become so boring I can barely stand myself.