Never let the truth get in the way of a good story

It's been a while and I haven't written anything. Honestly, I have no excuse. Have I really been that distracted? I think not.

Firstly, zootyzoot and I had our engagement party last weekend. (Hooray!) It wasn't very fancy: just a BBQ in which I got to cook for everyone  while Al served drinks. Highlights included Al's cosmopolitans, triple chocolate cheesecake, my mum singing along to "Living on a Prayer" on Guitar Hero: World Tour, and my sister playing with my cousin Rachel's little boy, Corey.

Sadly a lot of people couldn't show even though I tried to give advance warning. I'm trying not to be too bitter about it, but it was a big deal for me. (Who would have thought that your own prospective marriage would excite you so much, right?) Oh well. I guess I know who I'm not inviting to the wedding, unless you pikers make it up to me somehow. MWAHAHAHAHA! (just kidding... maybe.)

Secondly, a resolution: I'm going to take a more active part in fandom. *firm nod* There are too many awesome people out there that I do not know or am otherwise too nervous to approach. It's time to take a stand!

Veering away from making DC/Marvel the majority of my reading/viewing has helped as well. Right now I'm on a steady diet of G-Force: Guardians of Space, Astroboy, Space Ghost, Birdman, the Galaxy Trio and Phantom 2040 between Champions Online and my return to Freedom Force vs the 3rd Reich: harking back to the days when being a Nazi really meant something, and not just being a Republican.

I think this is what LJ is for: releasing all the pent up superhero talk that I struggle to edit out of real life conversation. Thank the gods as well for a partner who doesn't seem to mind when I recite entire volumes of comic book trivia.

Continuing on from the meme passed on by aesmael ...

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"As" "what" "the" "if" "said" "when" "first" "kismet" "why?"

And now, the fourth and fifth gripping installment of the happiness meme:

No points for guessing, but I've still been talking to zootyzoot  every day. I can't help it! He's a part of my life now and I wouldn't have it any other way! Besides, a day just doesn't feel right without talking to him for at least a few hours.

He makes me very happy, just by existing, and even though I worry about him killing his sleeping pattern just because he wants to keep talking (and secretly I want him to as well) and get frustrated, I wouldn't change it. Somehow the way he does it is remarkably sweet.

Ugh! Yeah, I've fallen for him. He can do no wrong, my hero, etc.

Yesterday I was taken out by Spare Mum (aka Lucian's Mum, aka Margaret) to go shopping for my Christmas present. Lip gloss, eye shadow and lots and lots of purple. It's not often I do something that girly, but it was hella-fun. (I'm bringing hella back. I'm sure somebody will take issue with this.)

While I don't have much to say about that, I was absolutely blown away by the fact that I spent so much time away from home in places I've never been, some of which were very, very crowded, and my anxiety only spiked once. There was some laughter somewhere as I was walking, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't at me, but I was nervous all the same and managed to quell it.

So, yeah, the therapy is working! I'm slowly getting better!

Also, today I got a phone call from my Aunty Maree inviting me over for Christmas. The thought in and of itself of spending time with the born again half of my family terrifies me somewhat, but I know they're not the same kind of people my father is (eg. they have hearts and souls.) While I'm sure there will be some conflict over gender stuff, and I will be scared of some of the questions, I'm sure they'll be nice and I'll get out of it alive.

Scary as it is, I'm glad that I've committed to it. Christmas with my family... at least my father won't be there. He's at odds with my uncle and while in the past I've not taken sides I've decided to step off the fence and get to know some people I deem worthy of my time.

So there. More happy stuff! YAY!