I didn’t die!

I went to the US for a couple weeks is all. I did intend to blog from there, but eh. I am lazy. I’ll blog up a few points of the trip later, right now I just want to share with you what I consider the highlight (International Beatles Rock Band Day notwithstanding).

I’ve known Matt for just about exactly 5 years. We met on the forum of a webcomic I won’t link here because I no longer follow it or support it. The forum there, however, gave me some of the best friends a gal could have. Matt and I flirted semi-seriously for a long time, before it became more serious before eventually, and early this year, we both realised we were into this deeper than just silly flirting.

The trip to Chicago was to meet Matt. Oddly, even though we’ve only been official for a short time, it felt like something I’d been waiting to do for a long time.

Short version (minus the mush, I don’t want to be that girl). Matt has asked me to marry him, I have said yes (he’s asked many times, I’ve accepted many times). So there you go, I’m getting married (at some point).