From now on you may feel free to refer to me as Matt: Neglector of Blogs. Do you know that some people blog like every day? Sweet Cthulu, where do they find the energy? But seriously, you don't even know how many days I have planned with such earnestness to do a post and then gotten distracted and not gotten around to it. Well, then again, my last post was on the 15th, today is the 30th, so 15. 15 days. Hmm, Barbie is mistaken, math's not that hard. Maybe I shouldn't go around trusting the words of plastic reproductions of vapid, hideously proportioned, fictional supermodels. Go figure. I'm gonna have to talk to Ken about this...

So, I suppose this being the first post in way too long a time, I have to give the obligatory report of how life is going and that sort of thing, on the off chance that any of you (ha, I talk as if I still have readers (ha I talk as if I ever had readers)) are really terribly concerned. Well let's see, things are going... well. They're good. Lynnea and I finally mostly settled into our apartment. We made our yearly trek up to this place called Union Creek and enjoyed the fall foliage last weekend, which is always very fun (Fall is my favorite season). Lynnea started school this week and has been running around doing schooly things. Mostly I've just been hanging around town skateboarding (badly) from Wifi to Wifi, working, and playing Neverwinter Nights at night. Yep, I'm addicted to it again, I decided to play through the first Expansion Pack with a druid. One thing you realize pretty quick in a D&D computer game if you're a druid is that everyone else has cooler spells than you. At the lower levels anyway (although "Infestation of Maggots" both sickens and amuses me). So bascially I'm doing absolutely nothing that would even begin to prevent me from posting. Heh. Some bloggers would make heartfelt promises to do better at this point. You and I both know that would be pointless.

I have one last thing to say before I go. Tim is really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really weird.


Matt on 09.30.04 @ 01:36 PM PST [link] 

In the immortal words of Sinistar, "Beware, I live!" You all played Sinistar right? Sinistar is the best. So I'm back from the honeymoon to Maui. I expected to be able to do a post or two from there but it turns out that unlike Ashland free WiFi is difficult if not impossible to find in Kihei. So yeah, the trip was great. Lynnea was sick for a couple days (streph throat - doh!), but we had a good time regardless. We went snorkleing and saw fishes, and we went up to the crater, and over to Hana, and around the south part of the island and drank lots of fruity tropical drinks and swam in the ocean most every day and all those things you're supposed to do in Maui.

And I guess I haven't posted about the wedding either, although I think a good deal of my regular readers were actually there. But for those that weren't it was a nice wedding and everything went well except Lynnea's veil falling off mid-ceremony which was pretty funny. And we had a good spread afterward. Man, those stuffed mushrooms were good. Not to mention the cashew chicken puffs. Anyway, so it's been a pretty good week and a half since I last posted, which is nice for once.

Still though, I don't think it's quite gone through my head yet that I'm married and live in Ashland. Admittedly I've only spent like, three nights in Ashland so far so that part is perhaps understandable. But being married to Lynnea is just like normal being with Lynnea except that I don't have to drive home every night. It's really nice but like I say it doesn't really feel much different. I suppose I'm a bit happier since, but that can't last forever. Heh, I can always find some way to be depressed. I don't know, I mean, we put some much signficance on all these events in our culture but then you get there and you're just like, huh, this really isn't so shattering a transition. Who knows, maybe it will all come crashing down on me one of these days and I'll be like, oh my dear sweet goodness I am permanently attached to this person now. But somehow I don't think so, I was pretty much permanently attached to her before. It's just slightly more documented now. And I have this shiny thing on my finger that says to the ladies, hey, back off. Or something, I don't know I'm tired. Did I mention that there was madness in Frisco with our plane breaking and so we didn't get home until 2am? Yes, that was fun. Well, on that note I think I'll drop this post for now, I've got other things to do.

Matt on 09.15.04 @ 02:14 PM PST [link]