|Tomorrow I marry beloved.|
I wrote a long post, but it inexplicably disappeared. I don't trust this dodgy net cafe, which also previously nearly cost me an essay. I'll keep this very brief.
Some of you have followed this since my engagement, on this blog. Some of you even read about the proposal *winks*
Thank you for your company, wisdom and friendship, it has helped me a great deal. I will continue here with writeups of the wedding, Vietnam, and random lefty political rants shortly.
I am in chaos, everything is chaos, but it isn't all bad, it's coming together. Sort of.
Sometime in the next 24 hours or so my birth and life families meet. They've never met. Well actually there was an encounter (life mum calls, birth brother answers...):
Mum: Is Armaniac (*not real name) there?
Bro: No sorry.
Mum: Who's this?
Bro: His brother.
Mum: He doesn't have a brother.
..... (sound of two lights clicking on)...
Bro: Um, I'm his er brother.
Mum: Ah, er, ok I'll call back later.
They were both so embarrassed, poor things. Thankfully when I heard, at my bucks, I was already pissed so I cracked up laughing.
My bucks was at pubs, drinking and enjoying fine conversation rather than watching waxed pink bits. Some of the lads tried to pick me up and carry me somewhere near the end, but after I'd inflicted various injuries with my knees, elbows and teeth they realised that I meant it when I said I'd draw blood before they took me anywhere.
And this is it. The last vestige of my youth about to be signed away forever.
Can't wait! Wish me luck, see you on the other side.....xx