I'm doing 29 things
Engaged in April 2007. Getting married march 14, 2008
Lordfly's Life List
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1. finish my degree
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2. play Spore
26 people -
3. be remembered when I die
8 people -
4. travel the world
20,747 people -
5. wake up when my alarm clock goes off
7,550 people -
6. learn to dance
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7. Never stop learning
4,106 people -
8. buy a Wii
77 people -
9. Buy a Nintendo Wii
236 people -
10. Watch the LOTR trilogy (extended editions) in one sitting
27 people -
11. Go to Fallingwater
2 people -
12. compose music
257 people -
13. have an intelligent conversation
37 people -
14. Go to Toronto
41 people -
15. Go to London
1,037 people -
16. compose a symphony
106 people -
17. symphony
1 person -
18. build my own house
1,041 people -
19. learn to play piano
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20. Get a job after college
4 people -
21. get a degree in architecture
3 people -
22. get married
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23. become a millionaire
1,853 people -
24. launch at least one successful business
1 person -
25. become debt free
648 people -
26. become an architect
367 people -
27. write a book
30,182 people -
28. learn to paint
1,283 people -
29. become a better cook
528 people
Recent entries
Just got a reminder email from my past self. I was apparently supposed to be done now. Well, I’m not. Currently taking two low-level art classes to satisfy the ever-changing requirements the university needs of me to get the (now worthless) piece of paper—seems that in the last year, my program has been un-accredited due to the University not caring about it. Huzzah!
Maybe next year.
A debacle of epic proportions.
The setup was as follows:
Each stop on the “treasure hunt” was a place that meant something to our relationship (where we first met, etc.). At each place would be a friend of ours waiting for her to show up, give her something, and a notecard with the next clue. The end result was to culminate at our local art gallery, where I had purchased her favorite painting for her. Then she was to go to a little meadow with a bell, which is where we first kissed. And then, proposal. Oh, it was also our first anniversary, so there was the whole cover of just giving her a painting for our anniversary; she thought I’d be proposing in June.
Anyways, the plan was to get going and have her in town by 11:40 (we’re 40 minutes away).
The alarm didn’t go off, and she took her time with her morning routine, so we didn’t get out the damn door until 12:30.
First stop went fine, but then on the second stop she ended up talking to the friend for something like a half hour.
Third stop was cancelled as a result, partly because of tme, and partly because the friend was at the wrong place.
And downhill from there… the final “culmination” didn’t even work right, because the art gallery ladies didn’t know that THEY were supposed to give her the painting, not me; so they just ended up hanging out with her and feeding her for 30 minutes.
The bell proposing also was a bit marred, because I realized (too late) that it was private Catholic nun property, and we were awesomely trespassing. Also, it started to sleet. On us.
Anyways, it ended up with my properly-worded speech going out the window as soon as I got down on one knee, and just stammered out “I love you… w… will you please marry me?”
She just nodded.
