::Deep thoughts . . . and not so deep ones.::

:: Tuesday, January 11, 2011 ::

Listening to: Avenged Sevenfold, Nickleback, and Barenaked Ladies (Strange mix, ne?)
Current Wallpaper:
My `Puter: "Apocalypse" (Zero Punctuation Left 4 Dead parody)
Work `Puter: "Allow me to hold your face under the putrescent waters of knowledge." (More fun from Yahtzee's "Zero Punctuation".)
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OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *squeals happily*


My boyfriend of four years has finally proposed! *shrieks and bounces happily in place*

The story starts at the beginning of the holidays . . . with a couple weeks of vacation on our hands, we had decided to go spend a few days down at the Crescent Hotel. (Spas, massages, and ghosts, what more could a girl want?) Sadly this was not meant to be, as while I was recovering from the flu I caught at work, my wonderful fiance-to-be caught bronchitis and coughed so hard he hurt his back! This happened just days before Christmas so the two of us were unable to spend it together as we had the last few years. Between family, friends, and myself we helped him out until he could actually walk around again, but that took well into the first week of January. The bronchitis delayed a lot of his back healing. We did get to spend New Years together though and watched the zombie marathon on Chiller.

It was during his recovery period that we exchanged gifts and he presented me with an oddly heavy Mickey Mouse bag. Inside was a black box with a purple bow on it, which he removed and revealed a clear Rosenthal crystal gemstone paperweight. He explained that he hadn't been able to find a ring he thought I would like and that we could go shopping for one.

This really shows how well he knows me: a Mickey Mouse bag and the promise of a ring, how could I resist? Seriously, I loved the sentiment and only wished he hadn't been in so much pain. But life exists to throw us curve balls and I've long since learned to roll with the punches.

So not only am I insanely happy, but I'm also a lot less stressed. There's been an unusually high amount of bridal, engagement advertisements this last year and I've been twitchy as hell. I had even resorted to some "not-entirely-subtle" hinting in the last few months, so he didn't have much to worry about. I was totally going to say yes.

Okay, so I don't have my ring yet, but we'll get that taken care of soon. Looking at all the generic or just plain ugly selections available, we're probably going to have to have a custom one made. I've already got a couple of ideas in mind. Hell, we're both artists and he's amazing at putting together 3-D models. He even knows a place that will take said model and make a wax form to take to a jeweler!

So now I've got a wedding to plan and I've got to organize getting our two households combined, and we've got to draw up some minor renovation plans to make room for us both. (The house doesn't have enough closet space for him, much less me.) There's so much to do and less than two years to do it! But I think I can pull it off and I've got my family to help prod me along when I get stuck or try to procrastinate.


I had one of my wisdom teeth pulled today. I really need all four of them out, but this one had to go. It was totally shot and I knew if I waited any longer it would go from being an inconvenience to a serious problem. The other three will follow next year when my stupid insurance will pay for 50% as opposed to the 25% they paid for this one. >_<

I had local anesthetic so I was awake for the whole thing. They had to numb me extra, cause I could feel it when she started jabbing at the center of the tooth. (It only looked dead, dammit.) I ended up with stitches too, but beyond that it came out fairly easily. One piece flew out and landed in my lap, but I didn't have my glasses on so I didn't get to see any of it. *pouts* I heard a couple of really loud cracks, which I thought was the oral surgeon breaking the tooth apart for easier removal. Mom told me it was actually the root being snapped out of my jaw. Ow. I'm glad I had her drive though. I was really shaky afterwords (nerves) and had to drop off my pain killer prescription, which I did need once the numbness wore off. My head hurt everywhere except where the tooth and incision was!

Between the prescribed drugs and the ibuprofen I'll be good though. I only took one of the prescribed ones and I was really out of it, so I'm gonna keep those to a minimum.

Art stuff:
I'm working on a lot of projects this month. Most of the clubs I'm in moved their contest deadlines to this month and I'm scrambling to get them all done. I know I don't have to do them, but I really want to!

Contests:
Yugi x Anzu date - ran out of time
Yugi Autumn/Halloween - complete
Atemu stuck in video game - in progress
Yugi x Yami winter/holiday/New Years date - Not enough time before deadline
Seto x Jou winter AU - still waffling over ideas
Non-romance, any cast winter pic - still waffling over ideas
Duel! - too many ideas!

Why must I attempt to be so prolific? *bangs head against desk*

Labels: crescent hotel, fanart, yu-gi-oh, yuugiou

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