[PRL] News from Stevie

Mitchell Wand wand at ccs.neu.edu
Thu Mar 23 19:52:25 EST 2006


For those of you who don't read Stevie's blog--
[http://sstrickl.livejournal.com/471549.html]
Filling in some of the blanks...<http://sstrickl.livejournal.com/471549.html>

By sstrickl at livejournal.com

I've been meaning to post, but keep finding ways of psyching myself out of
actually writing said post, so now I'm going to force myself to do it while
things are relatively quiet.
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There's three major groups of people on my friends list -- those who
know [image:
[info]] <http://diamonddustshoe.livejournal.com/profile>*diamonddustshoe*<http://diamonddustshoe.livejournal.com/>via
routes other than me, those who have heard about her during
discussions
during the summer, and those who were completely blindsided by one of my
recent posts <http://sstrickl.livejournal.com/469583.html>. The only people
who really need any info are the latter, and recapping everything told to
the second group of people as things were going on is silly just because a
lot of it is expired, so I'll try and sum things up:

I was introduced to [image:
[info]]<http://diamonddustshoe.livejournal.com/profile>
*diamonddustshoe* <http://diamonddustshoe.livejournal.com/> along with
several other people from Columbus during one of my trips down to visit [image:
[info]] <http://ewin.livejournal.com/profile>*ewin*<http://ewin.livejournal.com/>.
Despite my immediate interest, I had issues with the situation at first (I
mean, I *did* live in Boston at the time) and so it took a long while for me
to come to terms with the fact that I was no longer just interested, but *
really* interested, and thus that summer hijinks ensued involving several
characters in a situation that would in all likelihood make a pretty good
play if actually written up. Hmm. Mental note...

Anyway, by the time all this was said and done, I'd gone from
*really*interested to "I want to pursue this now before I end up
losing her
elsewhere and we'll worry about the Ph.D. later". I've come to trust those
types of intuitions when they come up, and so I did, and so far everything
has worked out as well or better than I would have guessed at the time.
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Popping the question was a very last minute decision that day. There hadn't
been a question in my mind of *if* I would ask for many days, but I was
still hesitant to actually ask on Valentine's Day. I mean, it's kinda cliché
to do so. However during the ride back to the house from work I made up my
mind to just go ahead and do it. After all, I could have ended up
procrastinating when it came to that just as easily as I did writing this
entry. It wouldn't have been because I was actively trying to do so, but
because I have this bad habit of wanting to get things that are important to
me done perfectly even if I won't have the time or money in the near future
to do them as I would like.

So yeah, I decided on the way back that day that I would stop and see if I
could find something suitable for the occasion. If I couldn't (and
considering I was actually doing this on V-day, I wouldn't have been
surprised), then I would assume that it wasn't meant to be that day and
would work on it later. I tend to be somewhat lucky though, and I found what
I was looking for and brought it home with me in my coat pocket.

My plan at that point was not to tip my hand until I was fairly certain she
wasn't expecting it. I mean, we'd been discussing it lightly now and then,
so the possibility was ever-present, but I figured that not doing it
immediately upon walking in the door would make it highly unlikely that
she'd see it coming. I came in, started talking with her, and started
discussing the day, but realized relatively quickly that I was losing my
patience when it came to waiting, so I excused myself for a second to drop
my coat off in the other room and to grab the box from the pocket instead of
trying to pull it out without being noticed while in the same room.

I came back in, was already kneeling anyway because I was on the floor next
to the bed where she was resting, and asked while bringing the box into
view. The box didn't actually get *opened* and the ring placed on the
correct finger for another five minutes or so though.
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There. It may not be what I was imagining when I was originally planning on
working on this, but at least it's done and I can always write more later if
I want to.
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