Hmm...yeah, it looks like I'm back. Ok, I've been back for a week, put I just didn't feel like posting anything until now. I was also thinking about things, which, as most people know, is never a good thing.

But, first things first!

The wedding was wonderful. Anna looked wonderful, Alex wrote a very nice sonnet that the two of them read for their vows, and it was just...just wonderful. I surprised the hell out of myself when I didn't cry (just barely). I don't know if I've mentioned it yet, but I felt incredibly honored to be a part of their ceremony, and it's nice to know that the love is still there, even 2,600 miles away and 3 years apart.

And speaking of that! It is an indescribable feeling when people you haven't seen in two to three years almost immediately start asking you when you are coming back for your next visit, when you are moving back, and why you can't just stay. I can think of at least a dozen people who asked me at least part of that series of questions, and that just leaves me feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.

So, this all got me to thinking. Why haven't I moved back yet? What are the things keeping me here in L.A.? So, I've started taking stock of my life, and sort of balancing out the positives and negatives of staying and going. At the moment, staying has a somewhat unfair early lead, as someone, who shall remain nameless(but she knows who she is), has already threatened me with severe mutilation of important body parts if I move away.

I consider this all speculative at the moment anyway, because I would still need to figure out expenses and such, and because I have a situation in my personal life that I'm still trying to sort out.

Other than that, things are going pretty well, and although I have a small mountain of work to do, I seem to be able to waste massive amounts of time playing Neverwinter Nights or MUDing.