Well, herrro there.

Greetings, blog; I probably will not post on you, my mostly-ignored place of semi-public diary/soul-baring/mindpoo.

 Here is an update for ...well, no one, since I managed to befriend my blogfriends offblog:
I still have two (2) cats.
I have many, many more books than I had even a year ago.
My ability to speak German has dwindled into infinity. French seems not far behind.
I am still in grad school. DO NOT ASK ME WHEN I WILL BE DONE. Unless you want me to bite off your nose, in which case, go for it.
My hair is again mostly its normal color, including several gray hairs that delight is sticking straight up instead of remaining hidden.
I am engaged; August 30, 2013 is the date. Here is what I have learned: Planning a wedding is easier than planning a f*cking dissertation. It is about the same level of enjoyable, i.e. NOT AT ALL.
My fiancé is way more ...everything than I ever thought I'd find. Tall, way handsomer than me, both smarter and dumber than I am, can drink a lot, is beloved by everyone, loves puppies and doesn't know how to pick up children. He takes cat-allergy shots. This is how I know he loves me.

That's really about all I've got. Writing a blog post these days (when I'm *supposed* to be writing three paragraphs on John McLure Hamilton, an artist nobody knows anything about) feels indulgent and useless, but I wonder if it might be a good place to encourage me to write. ...No, that's a terrible idea; it would only distract me and I'd pay more attention to writing blog posts (which are so much easier to write) than on the things I should be writing. So, Aloha for now. I'll see you when I see you.