26.02.07 about to
I can finally come out and say it, the Scotsmontonian is to become a Scotstréaler before long. He is interviewing all over town this week, in the hopes of landing a decent gig, we’re selecting which one of our spatulas and toasters we’ll keep in our shared household, and he’s learning French. We’re standing on the springboard of full coupledom, counting down the weeks.
At work, I’m in full pre-production. This means we’re laying the groundwork of our new game, researching everything we’ll need, developing every tool, answering every question required to build the game. It means pushing hard to get as many things tested as possible before starting to make the game. Soon it will be time to start, and we have to be ready once that happens.
At the gym, I’m doing an intense program with a trainer for the upcoming running season. Doggedly putting in the time, five weeks down, seven to go, I don’t get to see the effects until May. Just plug away until it’s time to race, and hope it all pays off.
Generally, life feels like a rehearsal right now.
I have tears in my eyes. Tears of joy.
My little MJ has decided to make a commitment.
I never knew how important this was to you. I always thought it was just a fling.
But, my opinion has changed. You *really* are serious about running.
Hey, awesome on bringing home the haggis! (har har) And yes, best of luck with the running.
All work and no play. All work and no play. All work and no play…
Congrats on everything!
Does this mean there will be a Scotswarming party?!
Gratz!
Congrats!
Resistance is futile, you will be a-couple-ated.
There’s gotta be a better word for that.
Good for you!!
Alas the position of Scotsréaler has already been taken.
BTW, I like how you say you’re in “pre-production.” Because, you know, the Scot’s boy hasn’t moved in yet.
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