My Precious

This is something of an amazingly uncharacteristic post. Mostly because it’s so domestic. Most of the time with a male blog, you’ll find almost no mention of an impending marriage simply because I suspect it’s too embarrassing for most men to deal with and it’s regarded as a girly thing. Not being a particularly masculine guy to begin with, I’m not having this problem.

So we did wedding stuff today. Well, we did it this afternoon. My morning was spent talking to the other writer about the upcoming project. The talk mostly consisted of us staring at each other across a table, shaking our head and muttering, “What the hell are we going to do?” and then not knowing for several more minutes until the entire meeting had elapsed. Productive, no?

Once that meeting and the ones with the producers and directors was over, we went into town to look at possible places to hold the wedding. The Fiance’s parents have decided to be nice to us and splurge a little on the traditional Singapore Wedding Night At A Hotel, so we were looking at nice little small spaces that would be a little more in line with the kind of thing that we like and where a small group of people could assemble for what in Singapore is referred to as the Solemnization. The way it works here, because of the different religions, is the LEGAL recognition of a wedding must be “solemnized” before an appropriate city representative/justice of the peace type. Then the Real Wedding can take place. Unless of course, you’re a Godless heathen, in which case the solemnization IS the wedding.

We have settled on the Gallery Hotel. Not only is it kind of neat and designer-y looking, but the bar out back, the Liquid Room, happens to be where we first laid eyes on each other, even though we wouldn’t actually talk or get together for a few years after that initial awareness of each other’s existence. And just across the street is the Book Cafe, which is one of my favorite cafes in the entire island anyway.

We have also picked up the wedding rings. This all went surprisingly fast. The final selection of rings is vaguely Elvish in design, at least with the swirly bits on the top, so I suppose you can’t go wrong with forces of Tolkien moving you towards your destiny. I’m kind of amazed that these two processes were so quick and painless. A wedding venue, and the rings all picked up in one afternoon. Not too shabby.

Annnnd I’ve got an article for my video game magazine gig that still needs some finishing up, but at least it’s mostly done.