happy day.
So, finally some time off work. Me and Kate arranged it for the same time. What I didn't know was that she was planning on dragging me to Paris, on a random whim. And that she'd saved up for months to do this. If she'd said something, I might have given her some money for it. It's not even my birthday or anything.
But, I found out why. She proposed. She did. I am...well, I just wish I'd thought of it first, really. I don't like being beaten to an idea. Not to mention, my dad will laugh at me. He really will. I sort of feel immasculated. But hell, I'm not going to say no. Why would I? I'm in Paris, with my...fiancee. Whee, exciting.
Must. Tell. Amycus.
How are you? Because guess what! Oh...oh, you'll never get it.
I'm engaged. How awesome is that? I hope everything's well with you.
So, this bakery of yours. Does it do cakes? For events and the like? Because I have an event, I'll be needing a cake...
I am so happy, so happy and...gay? except not because guess who is engaged. I also have a week off work, but if you want me, you can't have me, I'm not heeere.