Feeling: improper
Listening to: Tori Amos - Martha's Foolish Ginger
Reading/Watching: The Eye of the World, by Robert Jordan

I can not, for the life of me, call him my fianc�.

It's been over a month now, and it still feels odd. I even tried going the old-fashioned route, calling him my "suitor," my "beau," my "betrothed," and nothing works. My lips still form "boyfriend," and catch on the second syllable so that he becomes my "boyf...ianc�."

So he's my boyfianc�. Is that so wrong? I was single for so long before him, he's lucky I don't still call him "that blind guy who thinks he can't do any better."

Heaven help me when my name changes. I'll be Katherine Greeting.

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