Things have fallen into place for me, and it continues to do so. With little more than seven months away from my wedding (wow, I didn't think I'd EVER say those words again), the exitement's finally starting to settle in. Our shining moment, my shining moment, is just right around the corner, and I'm finally doing it right. With friends and actual family in attendence, I am gonna feel like a king. A KING, damn youse! Our photographer is set, our DJ is good to go, and the venue is locked in. Now all I'm gonna need is some fireworks, a bonfire made from pallets and tires, and about 50 pounds of bacon. Then I'm all set. I love the fact that Heather has taken so wonderfully to my family, and they to her. My family didn't care for my ex, and for good reason. So Heather is definitely a breath of fresh air to them. On June 22 of next year, I want Heather to feel like the most important person in the entire world. Because to me, she is. And to me, she is perfect in every way imaginable. I admit, I kinda wanna feel like kind of a big deal as well, but hey, what can ya do? All I gots ta do is show up lmao.
Turns out I have TWO families though, one I am only just recently getting to know. I feel that for the most part, I've taken to two of my siblings as though nothing happened. And although I've only been getting to know that side of the family for little over the past year, I still love them like any man would love members of his family. My brother proudly serves this country, and even though that sort of life wasn't for me, I respect the hell out of anyone who makes that sacrifice every day. My sister? One of the finest human beings I know in the short time I've known her, and I love her to death for that. As far as anyone else I haven't mentioned for one reason or another, I'm always here, and I'm always around.
So the election is finally over, and Barrack Obama has another four years coming. I think I'm gonna need Jim Cornette to help me with my thoughts on this past election season. Jim, take it away...
Well, I could have just started a "FUCK YOU, ROMNEY!" chant, but I think this pretty much says it all.
Anyway, a short one this time around. But next time, what was my CD of the Year? Gotta read it to find out.
Fuck you, Romney
Miller
