We've been talking about getting married for a while now — I think we mostly started thinking about it when my cousin Scott got married last October. It was a small wedding officiated by a Humanist, and both of those got us talking about what we'd do when we got married, and we've been talking about it on and off since then as something sort of abstract and in the future.
So on Monday night I asked nyxie to marry me, and she said "Yeah, probably someday," and then realized I was really asking, and said "yes". No ring or date set yet; we were going to go ring shopping this weekend but I was sick, and the date's far enough off (summer 2006) that we haven't narrowed anything down yet.
I had no idea back when I met Candice that things were going to end up the way they did. (It didn't take me that long to figure it out, though.) The last year and a half have been some of the best times ever, though, and I never want this to end.