last night my tt and i hopped a ferry with LexLuther (my former boss man) to larksburg � fantastic. we came so close to AngelIsland and a few huge tanker ships i thought we would pop � oooh, and SanQuentin and Alcatraz shimmering in the evening light! yes� i have no particularly special regard for prisons, mind, it is just interesting to daydream about the happenings inside � the sweat, pain, boredom, tension. the ferry ride was totally worth it, i have not been out on the water in a long time, and never on the bay. who else finds large bodies of water a but unsettling or terrifying? surely i cannot be alone in my fears�

the other day i found myself peeking around the corner to my SilentPartner and saying - guess what guess what? we�re getting married! and we both blushed and toed the ground/shuffled our feet a bit. this happens about once every two weeks in-between little games of how does ja actually get tt�s wedding ring over his huge, and marvelous, knuckles? luckily we have his engagement ring to play around with, but i think we are going to have to cheat and fake it at the ceremony � i just do not want to hurt him by stuffing/cramming the ring on, and mostly it does not budge anyhoo. i suppose we could ice his hand and heat the ring just before, but that is putting a bit too much effort up for superstition. unfortunately neither lotion nor vaseline seems to help. poop. *shrug*

this life can certainly be a royal pain, but it is also pretty freakin fantastic �at times.