Whoa.

Okay, not that many people read this or anything, but I have been gone for a long, long time. Something crazy was happening with my Internet at my place in Auburn, and since I've been home I've just felt busy what with the holiday week and all.

I'm in Kentucky right now, awaiting my best friend's wedding on Saturday evening. I've known this was coming for awhile now. Not only have they been inseparable since Day 1, Lauren's been talking about their impending nuptials since Thanksgiving and they've been engaged since New Year's Eve (Australia time). But now it's here and it's so.... so real. All of a sudden my best friend is getting married. A bride-to-be. She's going to be someone's wife. I'm sitting now in the apartment Ivan (her fiance) has been living in and that she'll move into Saturday night, and it's bizarre. This is kind of like a family home now. Family conjures up the image of children and so on, but you know what I mean.

Today Lauren played the music that we're all walking down the aisle to (in very typical Lauren fashion, it's not the traditional music that comes to mind when you think wedding march). It's an Icelandic band that Ivan likes, and it's beautiful and haunting and dramatic. I sat here listening to it, picturing Lauren walking down the aisle on what will surely be the most momentous day of her life, and I was suddenly overwhelmed with a flood of emotions. I hid it because Lauren didn't seem moved at all; if anything, she was more concerned that it seemed too dramatic. But it was like I suddenly realized the reality of the situation. Lauren, my Lauren, is Ivan's Lauren. Not that she'll ever be any less mine, but she's not just mine. Maybe that seems obvious to everyone else, but whoa. She's a grown up.

In other news, my computer has a virus, and I think my virus scanner has a virus. It keeps popping up that I have a Trojan spyware virus, and then I clean it, it says it's clean, and it pops up again. This is no good. No good at all. I haven't visited any websites that I haven't been visiting for years, and I haven't opened any suspicious links. I'm not okay with this at all.

Good night.