he said yes!

a month ago

i knew it time

i felt it grow

love and life

minutes felt like ages

i held my breath

down on one knee

i ask and said yes!

together this long

now looking forward

forever to come

good happy more

i smile just with a thought

of his smile, his hand his heart

i smile just thinking

i've given him my heart

i grok him

he me

hic felix sum

weekend awesome

it's the end of the long weekend here.

as it ends i'm still smiling from the awesome that was this weekend.

i went with the prinz after werk packed and passported across highway, byway, and bridge to go to a's-instead-of-o's-accentville for a ceremony of sorts. we planned to overnight with one of prinz's childhood friends. having arrived into the evening, we help set up for the bonfire fun that ensued. up till late, we finally slept, with mets and spidermen watching us.

saturday we slept in, and eventually made our way to the ceremony. i got a tour of the campus where said ceremony would take place later that day. it was cool to be there, see things, and meet a few people. the ceremony started and happened. good times. luck had it that prinz met a old colleague of his and i got to meet her. awesome. and what a self-esteem boost for my skill: "you're fucking awesome!" she said. but no big head here. keepin' it real.

later that afternoon we met up with another of prinz's good friends; awesome people. ofc, i'm not surprised; he's awesome ergo awesomeness is attracted to him. dinner with the family and the friend was yummy and i will tried to recreate the recipe. serious yumness.

we overnighted in a hotel saturday and had a nice sleep. a bit of a scare mid-night with a scream and a dream, but that passed and we woke in time to pack and see some people off. we decided to return to friday's friend's place to have more quality time with just her and her peeps. (friday was a bonfire, as aforementioned, and loaded with people). what a great time that sunday morning was. so happy.

the drive back home was nice and quick. after stopping chez prinz to check on the bard--meow--we drove to mine. another great sleep and sleep-in. a slow and comfy day today. tomorrow starts the werk week.

weekend awesome.

weekend over.

weekend oh.

hic extraneus sum

TCAF et Rex Piratorum!

yesterday was a day of awe.some.

prinz and i slept in, which is becoming more of a luxury than a usual happen.stance. aft.er yummy home.made griddle.cakes made by prinz-merci!-we dared the gauntlet that is the high.way. into the belly of the best that is hog.town we drove, heading toward the TCAF (toronto comic art festival). i'm not huge.ly into comics, but i like some things as does prinz. also, the day be.fore a friend wrote me that a certain artist/blogger/stalkee of mine would be there again this year. i almost fell to the ground and half want.ed to smack her when she said that she had met him. so, that was incentive enou.gh for me.

with two hours till closing, we arrive.d and made our way in. it was really a cool spot, with loads of awesome art and works. i spent half my money within the first 15 minutes there, i'm sure. what can i say; i love language and there were these awesome books on idiom.s drawn out in tim burton-esque style. très cool.

prinz and i and commander (afore.mention.ed friend) made our way through the mad.ness, stopping here and there, spending more money there and here. finally, teased by the both of them about meeting him, there sat the rex piratorum.

again, i feel i should clarify that i'm not actually a stalker. really, i'm not. i'm more of an avid reader of his blog and patron of his work. yes, i've followed his blog (ergo his life?) for many years, and know his work, and where he lives (not my fault, he write about it.) and, yes, granted, at one point when i was in edin.burgh i read that he was too and i might have read that he was attending certain shows during the fringe festival, and i might have bought tickets to the same shows. still, not a stalker. my tickets were a week before his unbeknownst to me at the time. still, not a stalker.

okay, it may seem a bit strange, but it's not. that's what the interweb is for, n'est-ce pas?

anyway, back to the story or yesterday. i said hello, and introduce my prinz; he already know commander. we chatted for a bit about his work, and i bought some things too. he's much taller IRL than i had imagined, but that just goes to show that i'm not a stalker, non? a stalker would have known his dimen.sions. and it was fun sign.ing in two different languages here and there.

in all honest.y, i know this entry may read a bit queer, but all stalker-nonstalker tones aside, it was a great day. the fest.ival was awe.some and prinz and i will most likely be back again next year. pirate king's work really is well done and enjoyable, and with a great back story. i very much suggest you check him out.

that is that for maintenant...

hic extraneus sum

mieux

je le suis aujourd'hui.

merci à mon amie mystique

pour ses mots :)

hic extraneus sum

hmph

interesting news about me today

rumours really

sad face

nothing nefarious

just not good ious

sigh face

coffee

hic extraneus sum

365

i can't hardly believe it,

but today marks one year since my prince and i

became a couple.

it's an amazing feeling really

one that i've never experienced to this degree

having this connection with this person

this this

it half feels like it was only yesterday that we first met

like a blink, one step of a waltz

and at the same time half feels like it's been the longest year of my life

for all the right reasons

one year

many more to come

hic extraneus sum

sed non cum eo

nada me cabe

me frustra.

mucho.

hace más de dos o tres meses que no he ido al gimnasio y se lo ve. he perdido mi forma "V" y parezco más a un "O". de mi ropa nada, sí na.da, me cabe. casi tengo que ir de compras para nueva ropa (y no, no es graciosa.)

me he puesto triste porque no me siento bien. me preocupo que a mi príncipe no le gusto. no me gusto a mí.

sé que en buen tiempo volveré a mi rutina pero en el momento no soy feliz.

deme un chocolate. mejor, no.