Now that it's official

I feel less objectionable to posting about it.

I'm no longer single.

This year I've dated more than I had in the past 6 years put together; more drama, more angst, more love, more kisses, more heartache... I wouldn't blame anyone who thought this was just another episode in my revolting soap-opera ("as the stomach turns").

I'm not going to make a huge deal out of it - for a number of reasons I won't talk about here. If you're privy to my IRL friendship (hur hur! netspeak!), you'll get (or have gotten already) an earful and are likely nauseated.

But I felt the need to actually say something here since this blog sucks up chunks of my day/life/soul. I found someone who, in the midst of something really depressing and confusing, gave me something else - something I don't think I've ever had before. This has been a simultaneous rollercoaster ride and a steady, sturdy walk. He's been so patient and so understanding and so strong for me... falling wasn't even a possibility. It was an inevitability.

...and it doesn't hurt that he's intelligent and funny and effin' adorable, too.

So... yeah. That's all I'm going to say. I'm happy.