David and Jessica's wedding was really nice, and instead of doing anything else I went home and talked with my Mom until 1:30 in the morning. Wedding-talk, you know. The kind of conversation that comes with a little boozy lubrication and the looming shadow of a socially-significant event.

"Do you think you'll get married?"

I do. I like the idea. I like being in love. I like children and want to have some when my life is stable enough to responsibly do that. I've also not had a relationship that's lasted more than a few months, and plenty that lasted only a few days, so it's no wonder why people wonder.

Anyway, I've been thinking about these things for a while, and I intend to write about 'em; but I sort of think that means rewriting a lot of my static content, so I keep rolling that into the idea of overhauling this old website and so it gets put off.

And now I have a plane to catch. So there.