I know that most of the people who read this journal O' mine (if anyone still does) will know that I am in the process of preparing for the marriage of my good self and my wonderful Helen.
But for those of you that don't know, I'm getting married! To Helen! Next year! In fact this time next year I will hopefully be sober, hopefully not dancing (ties into the sober thing quite heavily this does) and definitely as happy as I have ever been :)
Yes it's gonna be a Halloween wedding for my lovely bride and I, we have a location booked and everything. There has been discussion of "colour themes" per se my outfit and Helen's dress, which I am sure must be killing Helen as I really don't want to know what the dress looks like until the Day, but she's a little.....well, Rubbish at keeping secrets so every time we talk about my clothes for the Doo, I can see she wants to talk about the dress, which is apparently very nice.
In other news i have a new job, which is nice, more money and less shite New Zealand based dog shows to watch. Also it has solved my age old problem of "I wanna just have a look at some comic books but I work in the ass end of nowhere :(". Well now I can head to Forbidden planet on my lunch break have a nose around, visit burger king, and make it back to work with 5 minutes to spare. Downsides? Tourists, every single fucking one of them.
( Small tourist based rant here...Collapse )
So I'm getting married! Eh!
Got a new Job! Eh!
Close job proximity to comics! Eh!