Freedom of Information in Action

Now that I've managed to get in touch with everyone who I felt I should tell in person (via phone, email, or face-to-face), it's finally time to let the public know:

I'm getting hitched. And I'm freaking terrified.

Come next October the 7th, I'll no longer be a free man, and all of my actions will have consequences and everything. It's scary and weird and it makes me feel really old. It's like - well, it's weird. But at the same time it's a good thing, like I'm actually saying "Well, I've got facial hair, so this is the next logical step."

Those who know me, of course, will point out that my facial hair is a bit patchy and thin, but no matter; the point remains valid.