I promise and I swear and I spill blood in the name of all that is cynical and sardonic and sarcastic that this journal shall not and will never ever become a place of romance and sweetness.

But a coupla weeks back I got engaged and so you got make a few concessions. If I start to speak about how much I love Jules, and how I’m missing her at the moment (she’s in Perth with her family for Rosh Hashana/Yom Kippur) and how I ring her constantly just so I can hear her voice (specifically her Cartman impression) then please bear with me. Just try hard not to vomit.

(I just got toner ink all over me. I am covered in small black dots…)

Anyway… where was I… oh yeah, Jules. A couple of people were surprised that I popped the question so soon. But we’d been dating for seven months and to be honest if she’d not planned to go overseas I would have popped the question three months ago. So it’s really all her fault.

Oh and a “HELLO” to Jules’s Mum who now knows about my secret LJ hideaway.

So yeah, I would have popped the question earlier because I knew pretty quickly (maybe a month) that Jules was the one. She —

— oh, I’ve been told to wash the toner off my face because it’s poison —

— back from the bathroom —

— anyway, what made Jules so special was (a) she could put up with my little obsessions, (b) she made me laugh… all the time and (c) she knows all the good places to eat (and she’s an amazing cook). There are far more reasons, but I’ll keep those for my 30 minute wedding speech.

So yeah, I’m engaged and it’s real nice.

The wedding will be in August (fingers crossed) and I can’t wait for it.