I live again. Kinda.
It’s a whole new world for me now. I’m no longer the pathetic little Geekman you might remember from just a few short weeks ago. Things have changed for me, much is different, and nothing will ever be the same again. There’s a ring on my finger, a humongous wedding bill in my mailbox and a burn on my forehead from the ceremonial branding iron that reads, OWNED.
Sorry ladies, I’m now a married man Geek.
For those who might care about such things as a tell-all about the bachelor party debauchery, or a description of the beautiful wedding ceremony, or a play by play analysis of the action-packed and activity filled reception, please keep your panties from getting tied in a knot and be patient for just a little bit longer. The gory details, complete with some pictures, will be forthcoming. But for right now, the new Mrs. GeekMan and I are fricking tired and are going to spend a little while together doing married couple things.
For example; sleep like the dead.
And after an eight hour party for almost 200 of our closest family and friends, I think we deserve some sleep. Don’t you? And before anyone asks, the answer is no. Bread did NOT make it into the bridal suite to videotape me begging for some newlywed nookie. And just to make it perfectly clear right now, I slept on the couch because my back hurt and not because I had any performance anxiety regarding my sexual prowess. I’ll have you know I’m a tiger in bed. That’s right, a tiger.
A. Fricking. TIGER.
Rowr.
Watch this space. When I return… The Bachelor Party Surprise!
I can tell you’re married, your accent is different.
You think Bread didn’t make it in… We subscribers to the Bread BridalCam got our money’s worth, hoo daddy!
p.s. HoBiscuit isn’t going to make me change my blog name now, is she?
congrats. now you guys can start enjoying the good life… being all… married. YEAH.
bachelor party surprise? what’s that? surprise! there was no party? or did you get the hairy-backed bald guy jumping out of a cake because the hot chic who usually does it was sick due to an allergic reaction to the last frosting color?
i *knew* you’d make it back. i hope you’re happy in your life together.
Congratulations on surviving the big day! Any tips on the 8 hour party thing? See, now that’s what I want… *sigh*
What is happening to me? Am I turning in to a Bridezilla? Just say no!
The women of the world mourn the passing of the FreeGeek and tip their hats to HoBiscuit.
Now go and sleep like the dead. I’m guessing you’ve earned it.
Welcome back and congrats!
“A tiger!? In Africa!?”
/obligatory Monty Python reference
Tiger? But the sign said French poodle!
Congratulations are in order, we will be having champagne on the observation deck starting at 6 to celebrate. Coat and tie mandatory.
;)