Yep, so I’m a bit of a flighty bird. You can tell, ’cause I never finished that last post on our honeymoon. Let this summarise the rest for you: It pretty much ruled.

Well, you know, I’m pretty busy with all the stuff I’ve got on. You know, just, like, such a go-getter. Honestly, between Tiny Tower and Tiny Village and my new Hatchi, I don’t know where I find the time to do anything else!

Seriously though, not having a job or any commitments or really anything that requires me to think leaves me with a lot of time to, well, think. I guess I’m becoming a bit of an at-home philosopher, thinking deep thoughts without any education or research to back them up. “But that’s okay,” I say to myself, “all the original philosophers we still draw from today didn’t know any of the junk we know now. I’m literally as qualified as they are to think things.”

And that’s the story of how being unemployed put me on par with Plato.

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Hello, everybody! Welcome to 2012. Jess is asleep on the couch in front of me after a hard night of partying with our bros, and I’m running on six pitiful hours of sleep. What better time to cast a groggy mind back across the year that was? Let’s fire up the Retroscope and sort through the best of two thousand and eleven.

Ours, naturally: on July 6 this year (our fifth anniversary of being together), Jess and I were married at St. Matthews Anglican Church, in Guildford! It was a fairly small affair with only 50-odd people but it was totally amazing, and went off without a hitch (aside from the bit where we actually got hitched). You can see some photos of the event right here.

The night before the wedding, my brother Simon threw me a buck’s night at his house. As I don’t drink and am not into strippers, he decided to put me through a punishing series of Manliness Tests instead. These ranged from mowing his lawn, to cooking a ham and cheese sandwich on the barbeque (surprisingly difficult), to explaining exactly how a car worked (sorcery?) to smashing pieces of concrete. With my very own personalised, engraved sledgehammer.

My final score was a very acceptable 435 out of a possible 550, and Simon presented me with my very own “Approved for Marriage” certificate. Which I promptly accidentally left somewhere at the church and lost forever. Thanks Simon!

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Howdy, howdy, howdy!

So, you can probably tell, I gave up on that 30 days with Jess thing. It was fun to force myself to write everyday, but it was really boring writing about myself all the time. I mean, I guess that’s essentially what a blog is for, and something I do generally anyway, but it was all superficial and pretty shallow stuff. So I stopped after Sarah! Who is amazing.

Tim and I just got back from our honeymoon, for those who don’t know. We went to the UK and then briefly to Germany, and were gone for just over a fortnight. It was a great experience, and I had a really great time. Even the flying, which I thought would be the worst part, was not that bad. I had so much stuff to do all ready, book, writing book, DS loaded with brand new games, iPad loaded with new books and games. I was set! Then I didn’t end up using any of that, cause the stuff they had on the in flight entertainment was so good.

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Upload, huh? Doesn’t say anything about writing here! So technically I don’t have to write anything, riiigght? No. Oh.

So, Sarah. She’s my bestest friend ever. Well, apart from Tim. But that’s okay, I’m sure she loves Steve more than me, and I can allow that! Sarah is my bestest friend that I’m not married to though. Apart from people in my family, I’ve known her longer than anyone. Well, I guess apart from the rest of her family, whom I all met at the same time. Man, we were all so different 15 years ago. Liz was a tiny baby. And we were all still kids, playing dress-ups and being bratty, and generally not appreciating how amazing Sarah is. Well, I guess that was mostly me. I remember being so jealous of her all the time ’cause she was (is) so beautiful and special. There were a lot of times when we wouldn’t speak to each other over some dumb thing or another. But eventually, we always came back together, until I finally hit sentience and realised how amazing she is, and that I was so lucky to have a friend like her.

Anyway, here’s her picture!

This was taken on the morning of her wedding, at which I was lucky enough and honoured to be a bridesmaid. All the other bridesmaids had stayed the night that night, but I had slept at home because I hadn’t slept the night before or something. This is while I was a huge insomniac. So I hadn’t seen her for a day or two. And I just remember walking in and thinking how just radiant she looked. She was glowing with happiness. She just looked beautiful. And I mean, this lady looks beautiful at the worst of times. She could walk out of a housefire looking like a super-model. But now, goodness, she just took my breath away.

I tried so hard to capture that gorgeousness, I’ve never seen her looking more happy or alive. It didn’t really work, this picture is as close as I got. I guess it wasn’t so much how she looked, as how she acted and her aura of happiness. I couldn’t stop hugging her. I imagine I was actually pretty annoying, while she was running around trying to get things done. But I was just so happy for her, I couldn’t stop. I almost brought the wrath of her Dad down on me when I kissed her cheek getting out of the car and left lipgloss on her face. But she was so calm and collected and just growled right back at him and wiped it off as though nothing had happened.

Sarah is amazing. I can’t ever express how much. I think it’s something that I’d only really be able to share with Steve, and even then, he’d probably be like, “Yep.” And then keep watching the cricket or something. Lawl! I don’t mean to imply that he doesn’t appreciate you, Sair! (But he doesn’t. Well, not enough, anyway.)

I don’t know. I think I’m going to stop there. There’s so much you can say about Sarah, but I feel sort of, I don’t know. Weird. Sarah knows how much I love her and she knows how much I love Steve and she knows how much I love Liz. So there’s not that much more to say. How much I love my Sair goes beyond words, it can only be expressed through… I don’t know. A lot of hugging and crying.

Love you, Sair.

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Hi everybody!

Sorry it’s been a little while. Between feeling shitty, getting really drunk and feeling pretty bummed out about the whole blogging thing, I thought I’d take a little holiday and come back fresher than ever with the start of the new week. That, and I’ve been playing Neverwinter Nights like a fiend. Not as much as Steam would lead you to believe, though. That’s just me leaving it open all day. It really means a lot to me that you know that I’m not actually playing for 12 hours straight.

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