Well here it is, I'm getting married. On September 18, 2005, I will be married to a wonderful woman who has definitely changed my life for the better.
What's weird is that I have none of the typical pre-marriage issues that I hear about from other guys, read about in magazines or see in movies. I'm totally comfortable with it. In fact, I'm kinda excited and looking forward to it.
So far everything has been planned in two weeks or less. For my part, I have done next to nothing save getting measured for a tuxedo and approve menu items. Mary Ann, on the other hand, has done everything and hasn't had a cross word to say about it at all.
This won't be some sick, strange, religious ceremony. Rather a simple outdoor ceremony written by us, officiated by a friend (who happens to be a pastor), followed by a decadent feast. The fun part will be my parents... My Father, the Pastor, and my Mother, the Zealot, having to bear witness to their non believing son marrying a wiccan and not being able open their mouths about it.
Not that it matters, the sauce will be flowing and I won't be caring. I'll have a hot, sexy woman as a bride, all my friends and cronies to help me celebrate. This will be the party of the year!
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I just finished typing my resignation letter to my boss here at the radio station. My plan is to do sound only and make a career out of it. However it's 4:45 am right now, I'm getting ready to run the morning show and there is a plethora of time for me to puss out and throw the paper away.
I'll continue this after I deliver the paper and actually follow through with it.
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Ok so I did it. I didn't puss out, and I handed in my resignation letter. I gave plenty of notice and was quite cordial about the whole thing, but now I HAVE to make my move and I HAVE to succeed. If I don't I'm FUCKED.
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