2/15/99
Sorry, kinda lost my journal after Christmas. Quick update. Spent Christmas vacation wedding planning with Mrs. Wood. Then came home and spent hours attempting to plan Angelina's and Alicia's weddings. My wedding? Mrs. Wood scheduled it for May. She said that was a good wedding month. I don't get it, I hate spring.
Oh, did I mention? I officially "strong" enough to walk as long I rest every few hours. Well, even in normal circumstances I would rest every few hours unless I was being chased like some dude in a video game. I was playing Mario Brother Deluxe Two the other day. It makes one wonder how it's physically possible for them to run that much and not get tired. How do they jump that high and why doesn't knocking into the little turtle dudes hurt them? And why do the bad guys smile? How can you defeat the same guy in each castle scene and he keeps coming back to life? All these thoughts plague me. But I digress.
Oh yea, forgot to mention, I got married last night. After yet another annoying wedding planning secession, this was about the conversation.
Me: I don't want to get married in a huge church. This is OUR wedding, not our family's.
Oliver: I agree. I don't like large crowds.
Me: Why are we getting married again if we don't like weddings?
Oliver: Cause I can't think of living without you?
Me: Good call. How about we elope?
Oliver: Mother would kill me. It's perfect.
Me: Ok, let's go.
Oliver: Now? But Alicia, Angelina, Fred and George aren't home.
Me: That's the point isn't it? You go buy tickets to ride on the underground. We have to go to the Ministry to get a license.
Oliver: Want me to reserve a room at a hotel?
Me: Sure. You do that and I'll change into my dress. I already bought it and I might as well wear it.
Oliver: *shrug* So we rode to downtown London on the underground. I was wearing my dress and he was wearing his tux. It was kinda funny actually. People kept staring at us. Probably wondering at the crazy loons in fancy wedding clothes. Actually, I was wearing a coat over my dress, groom isn't supposed to see the bride in her wedding dress.
So we went to the ministry. And you'd never believe it. Standing just inside the ministry building was a priest, a rabbi and a duck. Ok, so the duck was actually a ministry employee (the ministry tries to not discriminate against other non humanoid species.) It really felt like something out of a joke. In fact I was about to tell a "Priest, Rabbi and duck" joke before Oliver elbowed me to shut up.
We kidnapped the priest, who turned out to be a reverend, but saying a reverend, a rabbi and a duck just doesn't sound as good, and the rabbi. We let the duck go about his/her business. We asked the reverend and the rabbi to marry us and they agreed. So we got our marriage license and the reverned was getting to the "does anyone object?" part when four people walked into the room.
"We object!" Angelina, Alicia and the twins cried. "We object to them getting married and only leaving a note." Seriously, they all said the exact same thing. I think they practiced this.
"Well you're here now," I yelled back at them. They looked at each other and shrugged. We all nodded for the reverend and rabbi to continue. After Oliver and I were pronounced husband and wife (I've always hated the phrase man and wife, as if the woman is an extension of him and he's still the same?) Alicia, Angelina, Fred and George took us out for pizza and beer. I noticed at that time that the whole lot of them was wearing their bridesmaids' and groomsmen's clothes.
So we went to the nearest place and had a blast. People were surprised, must not be everyday a wedding party comes in wearing fancy clothes.
Then we headed back on the underground to a hotel. The people on the trains didn't like us much since we kept snogging. Would have been nice if they had cut us a little slack, we were just married.
Wedding night=indescribable. Words don't describe how beautiful that was. I'm not even going to try. Going to go to sleep now. Chao.

A/N really sorry for the lame short chapters. Everyone's been really good about supporting me lately and I feel really guilty. I think I'm going to retire this story for the moment. I've got a 20 pager original I'm working on, another fanfic, my group of family short stories called Salt Wars, a story for a group of friends I have a writing group with and tons of tests and such.
Maybe I'll write a chapter every once in a while, but I can't update often. Now I have to go shovel the walkway cause it snowed a whole lot up here and its being demanded of me. Damn being the only kid at home.

Books I could possibly write in the future that if you ever see come back and mail me: Apocalypse (possible title change) Salt Wars This strange Elf story that probably won't continued (not title) A combined story with my friend (not title)

I got some original stuff up on fictionpress.net. I have two accounts since the first won't let me in. One is my name Alriadne and the other is Sorry for the Insanity. Mostly poems, but come check it out if your bored. I also have the first chapter of Salt Wars finished even though basics are still under pressure to be changed. That one's up at diaryland under Andomache. I also have other short stories at that site. I'd really appreciate it if you guys check those out.