Just quickly wanted to let you all know that Daniel is here with me in New York.
*waits for sounds of excitement to die down*
Yes, yes, I know, it's really exciting.
What this means is that Ebony (me) and Ivory (Daniel) will be exploring the depths of our love for each other for the next 2.5 weeks.
Which essentially means very little of The Vic for the rest of you.
Yes, yes, I know...it's heartbreaking for you really. I apologize for that. I truly do. I wish that I could change it.
No...wait....no I don't.
You guys are awesome, don't get me wrong, but I am loving the fact that my Brit boy is here with me.
Even if he is correcting my spelling and vernacular all the time (I speak proper American, he insists that I speak and write proper English. *sigh of exhausted frustration* I learned American! Isn't that enough?). LOL.
Anyway, just wanted to give you all an update. We are heading to Buffalo from NYC now for a week and a half and then we're going back to NYC and then Daniel is returning to England *gasping sob* without me.
Blog ya later!
-Vicktor Aleksandr B
I'm not normal, I love being different, and it's one of the sexiest things about me...next to my creative brain and "Lil' Big Vic".
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Sunday, December 18, 2011
Marrying an Alien
Do you know how many forms there are that you have to fill out when you're engaged to be married to someone who is not a citizen of the United States of America and you're an American citizen?
A lot.
Do you know how much money it costs to get forms processed and approved?
A lot.
Do you know how long it takes to get everything processed and approved?
A long, fucking time.
It almost makes you question if it's really worth it.
Then, if you're anything like me, you think about the sound of the other person's voice and the way it makes you feel, how just a word from them fills your entire body with joy and happiness. You think about how devastated you'd feel if that person wasn't in your life any longer and you see a blog post like this:
http://danielakaine.com/2011/12/18/a-quick-update-2/#comment-1113
And you remember how completely, over the moon, in love with this person you are and you realize that you'd fill out forms the size of fucking "War and Peace" as long as you knew that in a few months you'd be holding that person in your arms when you woke up in the morning, as long as you knew that one day you'd be putting your ring on that person's finger, as long as you knew that one day, and one day soon, the whole world would know who that person was to you, that they were yours and that you belonged to them.
And if you're like me you'd know that even with all the forms, fees, interviews, waiting, temporary citizenships, visas, waivers, traveling, airports, airplane, tickets, flights, hotel rooms, rental cars, marrying an alien, for me, marrying my beautiful British alien (who insists on calling Americans silly for our phrases and terms) is 100% totally and completely worth it.
-Vicktor Aleksandr
A lot.
Do you know how much money it costs to get forms processed and approved?
A lot.
Do you know how long it takes to get everything processed and approved?
A long, fucking time.
It almost makes you question if it's really worth it.
Then, if you're anything like me, you think about the sound of the other person's voice and the way it makes you feel, how just a word from them fills your entire body with joy and happiness. You think about how devastated you'd feel if that person wasn't in your life any longer and you see a blog post like this:
http://danielakaine.com/2011/12/18/a-quick-update-2/#comment-1113
And you remember how completely, over the moon, in love with this person you are and you realize that you'd fill out forms the size of fucking "War and Peace" as long as you knew that in a few months you'd be holding that person in your arms when you woke up in the morning, as long as you knew that one day you'd be putting your ring on that person's finger, as long as you knew that one day, and one day soon, the whole world would know who that person was to you, that they were yours and that you belonged to them.
And if you're like me you'd know that even with all the forms, fees, interviews, waiting, temporary citizenships, visas, waivers, traveling, airports, airplane, tickets, flights, hotel rooms, rental cars, marrying an alien, for me, marrying my beautiful British alien (who insists on calling Americans silly for our phrases and terms) is 100% totally and completely worth it.
-Vicktor Aleksandr
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