Sup 64digitoids! It's time Blogification Day! That wonderful day in which I get off my lazy butt and make a blog to show that I still in fact exist.

Okay, so I'm lying. You all know I exist, just mostly on IRC. I blame it on my job. It sucks up a lot of time and only gives me money in return. If instead I could purchase time for money with a slightly better exchange rate, I could use the discrepancy to buy more time than I spent earning money with which to buy said time, effectively making me immortal and infinitely rich. Speaking of time and money, reviews came in and I got a raise!

To celebrate, I promptly went and bought random steam games. I have an addiction. Please help. By pointing out amazing games, that is…

Now, on to the serious part of this blog. In reference to the blog's title, there is in fact deeper meaning.

First off, my brother got married. First of my brothers to do so. It was quite the interesting affair, especially seeing as I was one of the groomsmen. We spent all day getting stuff ready and set up outside. Hanging things from trees with hooks and ladders and running around and in general lots of busywork that all came undone because the sky found that it wanted in on the party as well, and it promptly decided to send down raindrops as its foreign emissaries. In short, it rained. We moved it inside though, and it went quite well despite this. Aside from the actual marrying, one of the highlights was the smoking-cigars-and-drinking-scotch portion. Not a super-big fan of cigars, but I rather like scotch. Also, it annoys some people to no end that although I do not smoke cigars, I can still blow the occasional smoke ring, because they can't. To them, I say 'Basic physics!'. Also, 'nyah nyah', just because. Anyhow, they're off to Hawaii for their honeymoon, which is going to be even better than they planned because of a certain budget increase via yours truly. They already had a toaster.

Now for the latter portion of this ramblification that pretends to be a blog. This actually takes place prior to the whole wedding thing. Bit of backstory first, though.

Growing up, my brother (the one that got married) was… difficult. He was quite the jerk - people use to pick on him sometimes, and he was bigger than me, and you know how that goes. Trickle-down economics as applied to teenage angst. So we've never been super-close. However, once he got to college, it was like a lightbulb was switched on. He got out on his own, had some realizations, and now he is an great guy - kind, friendly, and essentially everything I wished he was like when I was a kid. However, still not that close to him.

Other relevant portion of backstory is that I have a boyfriend. You can see where I am headed. Certain portions of the family would not approve - but it isn't as easy as that as to the fact that all portions of the family have a tendency to let things slip accidentally really easily at times - and at other times not-so-accidentally. Up until now I have told no one in my family, and not let even an inkling cross their bow. I am a very guarded person and I didn't know whom I could trust.

However, with the whole wedding beginning to loom on the horizon, we'd gotten together and gone out for drinks, and when we got home we ended up talking about stuff and eventually the conversation landed on how he felt sad that I didn't have someone like he did. So I decided to bite the bullet and just talk. Long story short, he now knows about my boyfriend, he is supportive of it, and he's happy that I've got someone. All in all it went better than expected - and as it so turned out, at the wedding, the Maid of Honor was actually the 'Gay of Honor' because the bride's best friend was… a gay guy. So big surprise to me, and very reassuring, and also explains why my brother was more supportive than I thought he'd be.

So now I've got a brother that I can talk to. I've never had that before. I wonder how this will all play out.

Also, the new computer is awesomefantastic.