It seems that Tim decided it was time to sleep on the floor. when we tried to wake him up, he muttered nonsense twords us, got into a sitting position, reached up and plucked a highlighter from his desk, and proceeded to lay back down...

We let him sleep like that for a while. around 2ish I decided I had had enough for the night and got ready to go home. I though "it might be a good idea to wake tim up and tell him to go home", the results of which can be viewed here!

• 6 dozen roses
• 250 assorted candles
• 1 bottle of good wine
• The ring
• 2 bowls of O’Charley’s cheesy potato soup
• 1 wing nut
• 1 stuffed horse named “Jimmy”
• The capable assistance of Mike and Autumn
• 1 day off of work

Things were moving smoothly up until the time we got our check at O’Charley’s, which ended up being much faster then I had thought. What would normally have been an hour long dinner, was more like 30 minutes. I killed time by picking up a bottle of wine, and messaged Autumn that we were ahead of schedule. After driving the speed limit all the way back across town, we made it to the apartment, where Autumn and Mike were sitting in Mikes truck waiting. As it turns out, lighting over 200 candles can cause one’s apartment to heat up dramatically, and Mike was worried of an impending fire. As we pulled up to the apartment, they tore off into the night.

We entered the apartment to find candles, flower petals on the floor, and wine glasses waiting. She turned around stunned, and I proposed!! She said yes. I was pretty happy. She cried a lot. Murphy (her cat) seemed genuinely confused.

So a few days have passed. Plans are starting to fall into place. It looks like the date for the wedding will be in June of 2007. We made a trip to Fort Wayne today to celebrate with the family, and while we were there we found an excellent venue for the wedding, which I will announce a little closer to the date. All things considered, I don’t think I could be much happier about this weekend!

A whole lot of things have happened since my last post. If you were there for the bulk of them, like I was, then you were lucky enough to hear about them at the time. I shall make an uninspired attempt at recalling the handful of things I can remember, in red no less!!:

• My youngest sister Kim got MARRIED!!! I DJed the reception with the help of the ever capable Christina
• some jobs fell thru, no $ was earned
• I moved back to Fort Wayne for the summer
• I re-discovered the joy and sadness involved with packing your lunch most days
• I had a super road trip to Chicago, hung out with the Christina for a few days, drove a whole lot, but had a pretty good time
• I arm wrestled a pirate in hopes of winning his ship. His ship ended up being a 83 Mercury Sable with no paint, and more or less no interior. I let him keep it on account that it was his home, and he swore that he would follow me around till he could in turn save my life. I don’t see how this will be possible, but when a one eyed man living out of a car pledges his life to you, you kind of let him do it, and then quickly leave.

I’ve been plotting to do another wallpaper, and I did a drawing last night that I had intended to use for such a project, but then I didn’t end up liking it. I’ve been desperately seeking to do some sort of art lately. I feel like I am not using my talent, as if I’m just letting it dwindle away, and I really don’t want to.

Easter happened last weekend, and with it came the usual Easter candy. I made out pretty well as you can see by the image below:

As I drove the other night, listening to Oldies on the car radio ( I have a tendency to tune into 101.7 whenever I’m in the fort, Mainly because Fort Wayne lacks decent radio, and If I hear another Creed/Nickleback/bullshit knock off band on the radio, I will do something rash (or do something that might result in a rash) ). As an odd thought, I find it strange that no intrepid ska/punk band out there has made a cover of “25 or 624” by Chicago, as it already has a decent bit of rock to it, and horns. Speed it up twice, and you too could land yourself on TRL!

as a bit of a peace offering for the lack of postage (I never know how many stamps to use), I offer forth some new artwork in the form of a stylish Pixelrific wallpaper. It comes in 800x600, 1024x768, 1280x1024, and the unreasonably large 2560x1024. It is based off a silly sketch I did of a small law man, with a big gun. I had fun. So much infact that I’m already planning the next one. I would tell you to stay tuned, but you’ve been burned by that before ;-).

Its kinda late now, but I promise that I will return soon, with some new nuggets of wisdom, or at least a hand full of whatever passes for such in your native lands.

I lot of things have happened since my last post. Of most notoriety, I managed to graduate college. It took a good long time, which is to say it took longer then it probably should have, but I like to think that it took exactly as long as it needed to. I have been pondering what I would say in a post about graduating college for a good long while now, and I still do not really know what to say about it. I think ultimately, like everything else that you can do with your life, it has made me who I am now. It was a long, fairly difficult road. I’ve learned a lot about life, and friends, and family, and love, and a little about Computer Science, though I think that is probably the least important byproduct of the whole mission (though I think if they briefed all incoming college students with that knowledge, 90% would just stay home). I’ve been handed more then my fair share of helping hands from above, bore witness to meddling from below on many occasions, and have been assaulted on both the left and the right by one nerve wracking situation after another. In the end, I’m thankful for it all. I’ve never lacked for friends, or family. To be so blessed in such complicated times fills me with the kind of wonderment reserved for those far more deserving. I thank you all for being there to never let me fall, for giving me the courage to try a little harder, and for reminding me that everything works out for the best in the end, and if things aren’t currently good, then it isn’t the end.

Maybe the Irony is that I’ve spent the first 24 years of my life like that guy in the boat, just floating around without a paddle. I’ve managed to drift this far by the grace of god, but I think its time to get out of the water for a bit and fashion a new boat. Preferably one that doesn’t have paddles (as they tend to be so difficult to hold onto for extended periods of time). If you see me tomorrow in a Viking long boat, blasting IMMIGRANT SONG, be afraid.