the last two months, let me share them with you
If I don't occasionally cut my losses with updating, it's like nothing happened this year besides work, and that's not how I want to remember it.
That is the opening line of an entry I began typing sometime late November. It involved exhaltations about this television season (Pushing Daisies! Journeyman! Chuck! Kid Nation!), seeking SGA fic from Sheppard's point of view, the food and family dramas of the holidays, and speculation about the far-off prospect of a job at an unnamed start-up newspaper in the Middle East.
We've come a long way, baby.
In short: Brandon and I accepted job offers from Emirates Media Inc. to be on the staff of a British publication in Abu Dhabi (I needed the map, too. For photos of the city, see here.) About three weeks later, after cautions that were we to cohabitate as an unwed couple the authorities may well come around to say something about it and a heartfelt confession in the middle of Warcraft by Brandon that he would "totally courthouse marry" me, we did it properly in the backyard of his family's St. Petersburg home.
With bonus best in-laws ever!
By the way, if you ever want to wreak some havoc? Walk into a bridal shop on a Saturday saying you need a dress for your Monday wedding.
Despite blissful unemployment since the 10th, I've been too busy packing and traveling all over the state to catch my breath, let alone update (though I do mean for that to change, one way or another.) More than that, my head's been clogged with uncertainty and, to be honest, a little worry. But our coworkers seem cool, the most recent DVD seasons of all our shows have been purchased, and the region abounds with all my favorite ethnic foods. This is pretty much all we know about the paper too, and while I'm optimistic that the project will be progressive - the crown prince has certainly made a significant gesture by giving the publication independence - even if it only turns out to be a working vacation it'll be an amazing experience.
Uh, I think that's it. What's new with you?
That is the opening line of an entry I began typing sometime late November. It involved exhaltations about this television season (Pushing Daisies! Journeyman! Chuck! Kid Nation!), seeking SGA fic from Sheppard's point of view, the food and family dramas of the holidays, and speculation about the far-off prospect of a job at an unnamed start-up newspaper in the Middle East.
We've come a long way, baby.
In short: Brandon and I accepted job offers from Emirates Media Inc. to be on the staff of a British publication in Abu Dhabi (I needed the map, too. For photos of the city, see here.) About three weeks later, after cautions that were we to cohabitate as an unwed couple the authorities may well come around to say something about it and a heartfelt confession in the middle of Warcraft by Brandon that he would "totally courthouse marry" me, we did it properly in the backyard of his family's St. Petersburg home.
With bonus best in-laws ever!
By the way, if you ever want to wreak some havoc? Walk into a bridal shop on a Saturday saying you need a dress for your Monday wedding.
Despite blissful unemployment since the 10th, I've been too busy packing and traveling all over the state to catch my breath, let alone update (though I do mean for that to change, one way or another.) More than that, my head's been clogged with uncertainty and, to be honest, a little worry. But our coworkers seem cool, the most recent DVD seasons of all our shows have been purchased, and the region abounds with all my favorite ethnic foods. This is pretty much all we know about the paper too, and while I'm optimistic that the project will be progressive - the crown prince has certainly made a significant gesture by giving the publication independence - even if it only turns out to be a working vacation it'll be an amazing experience.
Uh, I think that's it. What's new with you?