Tuesday, January 11, 2005


Jazzy was given the week off for vacation based on the doctor's written advice. We just met for a quick 30 minute trip to the courthouse to pick up our marriage license, peck on the cheek, and she went back home while I came back here.

We'll be married this Friday at 11:30am by the Honorable Judge What's-his-face of Precinct 4.

I'm starting to worry she took that proposal shit seriously.

(Don't forget about Vannah.)