Well, I asked her to marry me today. Guess what her answer was? NO! The nerve! THE NERVE. The reason was that I wanted an Islamic wedding and she wanted a hi-tech wedding with loads of bhangra. How undignified. This is how it went:

Woodii: Hey Edith Bolling Galt, will you ---
Edith Bolling Galt: MARRY YOU?
Woodii: Um... yeah. [blush]
Edith Bolling Galt: 'course not.
Woodii: [shocked]
Edith Bolling Galt: HAHAHA I was just kidding, damn you don't have a sense of humor do you?
Woodii: ...
Edith Bolling Galt: HUBBY! THOU ART TOO CUTE!
Woodii: But, I'm not your hubby... yet. [smile]
Edith Bolling Galt: SO TRUE. WHEN'S THE WEDDING HUBBS?
Woodii: The day after tomorrow?
Edith Bolling Galt: GREAT! Can I come? [grin]
Woodii: ...
Edith Bolling Galt: JUST KIDDING! hahahah I crack myself up sometimes. [fallsoverlaughing]
Woodii: [tapsfootimpatiently]
Edith Bolling Galt: REEWWWIND! First we have to come up with some super creative nicknames for each other.
Woodii: ...
Edith Bolling Galt: OK, I'll call you Cricket and you can call me Ed. Eddie for short. [dance]
Woodii: CRICKET?
Edith Bolling Galt: [nodswisely] Crick for short! You know, after that biochemist person slash thing... whatever his name was.
Woodii: CRICKET?
Edith Bolling Galt: SO nice to see you've already gotten used to your name, hubs.
Woodii: [croaks]
Edith Bolling Galt: [chirps]
Woodii: [croaks]
Edith Bolling Galt: hmm so now we've got to plan the wedding.
Woodii: I was thinking we could have a quiet wedding...
Edith Bolling Galt: QUIET? HAHAHA DID YOU SAY QUIET? HELL NO HUBBY. We're going to have the biggest wedding bash the political world has ever seen! With loads of music, dancers, bhangra, songs, smiles and ---
Woodii: NO FREAKIN' WAY.
Edith Bolling Galt: ...
Woodii: ...
Edith Bolling Galt: ...
Woodii: ...
Edith Bolling Galt: [shocked] What did you just say, hubby?
Woodii: umm, "no freakin' way?"
Edith Bolling Galt: ...
Woodii: ...
Edith Bolling Galt: ...
Woodii: ...
Edith Bolling Galt: [slaaap] WE'RE THROUGH, HUBBY!

girls are such jerks. :@ (except for my owner. my owner's the coolest girl on the face of the planet, SUBHAN'ALLAH).

I feel alone and sad. Please leave me some long and fluffy comments and tell me I don't sound like somebody's grandma. Thanks, people.