The Eagle Has Landed

I've tried to do my best to contact a large number of people, but unfortunatly the list is quite long and I've already been too distracted from school to keep thinking about another friend that I'd love to inform, so please forgive me if you weren't informed in the manner that you would have liked, especially if it via blog. (That is a pretty lame way to find out, but hey, at least you're finding out.)

Hazel and I are engaged.

. . . I don't know what else to say . . .

Yep, I'm engaged . . .

Um, there you go . . .

Knocking on My Door

Emotional Bank! I was going to write an entry all about that, but I think my Dear Friend can figure out what I would have said. If she doesn't, then she knows how to get a hold of me.

Hazel and are comming up on our 8 month anniversary since we began to date. If you weren't aware, it's apparently a Utah tradition that you date for 2 months and then get ingaged. Mind you that I've lived in Utah for pretty much my whole life, so you might find it a little odd for me to say "apparently". (You'd think that I've figured out my own culture by now.)

Going to school, walking up and down The Hill, I pass friends that live near me all the time. When I see them walking towards me every now and then I can catch a little glimmer in their eye, and that's when I know it's going to come, "Are Hazel and you going to get married?" I will usually have fun with them and answer their question in such an answer that it's neither a yes or a no, sometimes they even need to stop and review the question in their head as to their original question.

This has been going on since about our 2 month mark. (Thus the "apparently" comes into play.) So now, after 6 months of this I'm growing more and more desierous to throw them for an even bigger loop than they've gotten used to.

Unfortunatly Hazel won't let me tell them that we're actually going to break up. (That would have a whole new bit of fun all it's own. I'd be interested to see how quickly the gossip spred before it got back to me . . . I bet it would be back to me in less than 24 hours.)

Also unfortunatly, I'm too nice to look them in the eye and very sarcasticly say "You know, we weren't going to tell anybody for a while, but since you and I only talk once a month that must mean we're the very closest of friends . . . " (Somehow it escapes them that if we were going to get married they would hear it from their neighbor long before they heard it from myself.)

. . . ok, I guess I'm done with my venting. . . .

Maybe I'll end up doing one of those anyways, I'll let you know how it all goes :)

To Every Season

As I was walking away from The Homeless, I wanted to say something. It never came out, but hopefully I'll be able to say it here and simply hope that she'll find it.

After all the years that we've known each other and all that we've been through, I do still love you. That love has changed, as I've come to find out that it always does. Love is not a stagnant thing. It doesn't stay in the same place for one's whole life. Love is always becoming weaker or stronger, and that's an amazing thing all its own.

I hope you know that I'm always here for you, even if I'm not always seen, my friends know how to find me . . . and I know that we're still friends.

Someday both of us will find a real home, maybe we'll be neighboors :D

Avoid the Line

Ursa Minor, Lumberjack, and I were having a conversation. (I love how often it's conversations that inspire my blogs.) For all I recall, this is an issue delt with a number of times over, but lets go at it again shall we.

Is there a defenition for "dating"?

When two people are said to be "dating", have they already kissed? Or is the kissing going to be happening within the next week?

Is interdigitation a requirement to achieve the state of "dating"?

If the word "exclusive" is added in, does that change the relationship or is "exclusive" already assumed with the original term "dating"?

Certainly I have my own vague defenition, but I'll wait a little while before I post my own ideas on the matter in order to keep other opinions as pure as is possible :) In other words, I don't want everyone trying to tare down my own theories.

However, one last quesion: What makes it so hard, socially, about moving out of "dating"? (Why can't people be friends after the brake up?)

Be Warned: School Can be a Killer

I have news of the great-and-almost-amazing sort. Hazel and I are still together after 6 months. After thinking about it both of us came to the decision that this relationship has lasted longer than any of our others.

As summer drew to an end both of us were a little distraught with the fact that school and work might keep us busy and apart. From what we saw there wasn't going to be any time for us to spend together through the week. (I don't know about you, but seeing a cute girl only on the weekends doesn't cut it for me.)

I decided to be selfish and took up all of her free time, but somehow Hazel still managed to pull a 4.0 . . . I'm actually a little jealous, but hey, smart girls are pretty dang hott :)

Something that is actually a little strange is the fact that now we are done with school and now we're lucky to take time to talk on the phone. It's an interesting note that families can kill a relationship quicker than school . . . go figure.

Good Find

What gives one person power over another? How can we hear a friend say hello and it makes us smile?

We've all been in that situation, it's a bad day and we know that nothing can make it better, down-down-down. Then, as we turn the corner there stands our friend. We certainly weren't expecting to see them there, but hey, there ya' go.

Suddenly the day doesn't look so bleak and inexplicably there is a smile upon our face.

What kind of a connection has this person made so strong that just that split second can change the view of the day so quickly?

Survey Says . . .

Hazel's rooommate loved seeing us together because we were "so cute!" I didn't think much about it because Hopeless Romantic (Hazel's Rommate) is, well, a hopeless romantic. However, more and more people have been commenting about the two of us together.

While we were dress shopping, yes I actually do enjoy going shopping with Hazel . . . when we're spending her money, the girl helping us asked how long we'd been together. She seemed surprized to learn that we'd only been dating for about two months, apparently she would have guessed "a bazillion-gillion years." I'm still stumped about how we gave that impression, but the cashier thought we were so "cute" together.

Eagerness has been dating her boy for quite some time, almost as long as she's been friends with Hazel. According to Eagerness, Hazel and I are the cutest couple she's ever seen . . .

WHAT on earth is it that makes a couple "cute" or not? Maybe I don't understand this because I'm a guy, but it seems to me that girls put a lot of stock in such a term.