There is no Jess, only wedding
A metric butt-ton of stuff has happened since the last time I've written in early June. The highlights are as follows:
* I had major emergency surgery to remove my gallbladder at the end of June. I was out of work for 2.5 weeks.
* Lea and I decided that we are going to be responsible for my youngest brother because my parents refuse to.
* I received my first ever written warning at my Job. I've been working for almost 10 years and have never received one until last month.
* My job changed drastically to the point where all of my colleagues in the same position are unhappy.
* I have set a goal to be in another job by the end of this year.
* I have stepped the holes in my ears up to an 8-Gauge.
* I started kickboxing at the end of July and have already begun to lose weight.
* I got my hair dyed red and had a large amount of it chopped off
* I had my stag party at Floating World (Huge fetish convention) and found an awesome play partner who lives in the Baltimore area.
* I teched for the White Elephant Burlesque Society at Floating World and averted a disaster that almost made the show not happen.
* My laptop got a malware infection so bad it corrupted every executable file and the CD drivers so no fix could be loaded, Lea's dad is fixing it.
* Did I mention I'm getting married in a week?
My brain has been eaten by the wedding. My psyche has turned into some sort of demented wedding channel, all wedding, all the time. Even as I write this I'm listening to music to make the ceremony prelude playlist.
I'm getting married in a week. Everyone asks if I'm nervous about getting married and about how my relationship will change. Truth be told I'm not nervous at all when it comes to that. Lea and I are all but married anyway and I have absolutely no qualms about pledging my love to her. The thing that I'm nervous about is what sort of horrible thing my mother will try to pull.
My mother is the most self-centered person I have ever come across. Example: Today she texted Lea and I to see if we had time to take my brother shopping for khakis. Now really, would you ever ask someone 7 days away from their wedding to get your son some khakis because you didn't want to ask your husband?! I left a voicemail for her asking if she really meant to send the text to me. I'm still angry with her and so is Lea. This is the sort of shit that she pulls all the time and the reason why most of our family gatherings end in screaming fights.
So yeah, I'm totally excited about the wedding, but not so much about my mom.
The ceremony prelude music is actually done now, I'm quite proud of it because it includes the Bond theme song and "Ride of the Valkyries" among others.
It's now 1:08 AM and I started writing this at 9, I think it's time for bed.
* I had major emergency surgery to remove my gallbladder at the end of June. I was out of work for 2.5 weeks.
* Lea and I decided that we are going to be responsible for my youngest brother because my parents refuse to.
* I received my first ever written warning at my Job. I've been working for almost 10 years and have never received one until last month.
* My job changed drastically to the point where all of my colleagues in the same position are unhappy.
* I have set a goal to be in another job by the end of this year.
* I have stepped the holes in my ears up to an 8-Gauge.
* I started kickboxing at the end of July and have already begun to lose weight.
* I got my hair dyed red and had a large amount of it chopped off
* I had my stag party at Floating World (Huge fetish convention) and found an awesome play partner who lives in the Baltimore area.
* I teched for the White Elephant Burlesque Society at Floating World and averted a disaster that almost made the show not happen.
* My laptop got a malware infection so bad it corrupted every executable file and the CD drivers so no fix could be loaded, Lea's dad is fixing it.
* Did I mention I'm getting married in a week?
My brain has been eaten by the wedding. My psyche has turned into some sort of demented wedding channel, all wedding, all the time. Even as I write this I'm listening to music to make the ceremony prelude playlist.
I'm getting married in a week. Everyone asks if I'm nervous about getting married and about how my relationship will change. Truth be told I'm not nervous at all when it comes to that. Lea and I are all but married anyway and I have absolutely no qualms about pledging my love to her. The thing that I'm nervous about is what sort of horrible thing my mother will try to pull.
My mother is the most self-centered person I have ever come across. Example: Today she texted Lea and I to see if we had time to take my brother shopping for khakis. Now really, would you ever ask someone 7 days away from their wedding to get your son some khakis because you didn't want to ask your husband?! I left a voicemail for her asking if she really meant to send the text to me. I'm still angry with her and so is Lea. This is the sort of shit that she pulls all the time and the reason why most of our family gatherings end in screaming fights.
So yeah, I'm totally excited about the wedding, but not so much about my mom.
The ceremony prelude music is actually done now, I'm quite proud of it because it includes the Bond theme song and "Ride of the Valkyries" among others.
It's now 1:08 AM and I started writing this at 9, I think it's time for bed.