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Hello everyone,

Due to public demand, I'm posting again. I'm a bad blogger, I know.

Well, I got offered the job with the bank (The Royal Bank Of Scotland, fact fans). They just need to do a reference check and for me to fill in my contract, whenever that comes through. Then I'll escape the drudgery of KFC.

And enter the drudgery of dealing with mortgages all day long. Still, it's more money.

Today at church was the day me and two of the other guys were meant to organise the second meeting. We forgot. Well, me and Stevie forgot. The other guy just didn't come. So it was frantic. We cobbled together whoever we could find to do things to fill out the hour.

Anyway, I fronted it, meaning I had to stand up in front of people and introduce things, make pleasant conversation, attempt humour, pray at the end. I HATE doing that kind of thing. However, today made me feel more confident about it, since people laughed at my jokes and such like.

I'm getting married in 14 weeks or something. If that's not the scariest thing ever, I don't know what is. Maybe WW3 or something would beat it, but I'm still a little nervous. Not because I don't think Lori is completely splendid (which, of course, I do), but more because I don't know how to be married. I don't know how to have a house, have someone you have to be accountable to, etc.

It's all a big step. I'm becoming an adult and my not-so-little inner child is throwing a bit of a tantrum. But not in a way that I don't want to do it, more just that I'm nervous. I'm sure it'll all fall together nicely.

Ok, now you see why I don't blog often. I'm a terrible writer. Lori's posts are all organised and topiced. Mine look amateurish in comparison ;).