Well it would seem it has been like two years since I have updated this thing, I just don't have the time, well that was a lie, I just can't be bothered. So much has happened in the last few years, I got engaged and am soon to be married. I'm working fulltime as a Desktop Support Engineer, I also now have a cat and a dog. It seems as though I have finally grown up and become a responsible adult who contributes and conforms to society. Who would have guessed hey?!
So it's 5am-ish on a Saturday morning, my Pickle (Fiancé) left for a bux weekend early yesterday morning and I find it difficult to sleep when I am home alone. So in all my boredom, I find myself here, the place I use to spend many early mornings writing random updates. Live journal had a certain feeling to it back then, I was young and found myself getting caught up in all the different worlds of communities. I use to get so excited back then, blogging was my lift. I guess this is an attempt to try and re-live those days. I don't really have any hobbies right now, when I'm not working, I'm fixing peoples computer issues, cleaning, sleeping or watching TV. I have lost interest in pretty much everything that use to make me who I am.
I have not played with fire in over 4 years; actually Pickle hasn't even seen me do it. I can't remember the last time I played any type of video game (excluding iPhone apps, but they don't count). I haven't visited any forums in forever, not recreationally anyways, I'm always visiting tech support forums at work, but they are not the same. It's hard to enjoy building ones post count when the super geeks fault your every question. Like I understand I am not 100% sure what I am talking about, that's why I am here in the first place.
I got a new car, had to say good bye to Vince. This one doesn't have a name yet, unlike Vince, his number plate didn't spell any name, well it did spell Bumvtsen, but that's a shit name. I'm considering calling him Ken.
My little brother Luka is in hospital again with a very serious condition, he has Ulcerative Colitis, which is a form of autoimmune disease. He is only 16 and they are discussing taking his bowel as steroid and immunosuppressant’s don't seem to be working.
I have had a few medical issues of my own lately, they found some CIN3 pre-cancerous cells in my Cervix, which I recently had removed, I am just waiting to hear back from the specialist to make sure they got them all. It was a bit weird to find out, but I am just glad that they found it when they did and that it was able to get sorted.
My mum and the kids are living back up in Queensland. I don't get to see them very often, like every year or so, which makes me sad. They came down for my engagement party, and are coming back down for my wedding. But that's still like 5 months away. I would go and see them but I have no holiday time left because my boss decided to take my sick days off my leave. I only just had enough time left to take off for our honeymoon, we are going to Thailand. Should be pretty cool, but hey anything beats work.
Pickle and I went to America this time last year, we went over with two other couples. It was epic, I find it hard to believe Thailand will beat Vegas or Hawaii. I didn't care too much for LA or San Francisco, LA was a letdown for me. San Francisco was just shit, one day in that fuck hole was too much. I did get engaged in Hollywood though, me being the massive Star Trek fan I am, he proposed on The Shat's star. He was going to propose on Lennard Nemoy's star but it was in the gutter and had a massive crack though it. He had apparently attempted the proposal 3 times before that though, once on the drive from Vegas to LA. We stopped at this place called The Rim of the World or San Bernardino Mountains. Most beautiful place I have ever been, but I ruined it by saying I needed to go to the toilet just as he was about to ask. His backup plan was to ask me at Universal Studios when Jaws popped out of the water, like in Mall Rats. Jaws didn't pop though. Then in Santa Monica he was going to ask me in a Ferris wheel, but just as he said 'do me a favour' the ride stopped. I'm happy with the way things turned out though. The best part about America for me, apart from getting engaged, was getting to see my best friend repair_her for the first time since she moved back to Canada all those years ago. So happy that she is flying over here to be my maid of honour.
Planning a wedding is weird, I thought I’d care more but I guess not. I am excited, but it's stressful as fuck and I really don't feel the whole Bridezilla thing. It's defiantly something that we are both contributing equal input towards. We are getting married on the beach on Valentine’s day, It better not fucking rain. I got a really nice dress and it has a massive trail, which I don't remember seeing when I first tried it on. I would hate for the dress to get dirty, I would hate to have to find an indoor venue for a backup. It's a beached themed wedding so that will fail without the beach, or at least look stupid.
16 years since my dad passed away on Monday, been a long fucking time. It doesn't hurt any less as time passes. It's still as unfair and shit as it was back then. If anything it gets more shit as time goes on. He isn't going to be here to walk me down the aisle, meet the man of my dreams or the children I hope to be having soon. He isn't here for Karen or Luka, Karen has been under so much pressure lately, her son is in hospital and very sick and to top it all off she fucked her sciatic nerve. She has already had surgery but it didn't work, so she is going to be spending Monday, the anniversary of his death, being operated on in the same hospital he died, the same hospital were Luka is currently staying. When will we get a break? I think we must have been massive Cunts in our previous life to deserve all this shit that keeps coming our way.
To be continued (after I pee)