That ring thing

The young lady and I spend the better part of today searching high and low for a suitable engagement ring, and, ironically, ended up buying one from the first shop we went in to. It's rather lovely, though I say so myself, but since we commissioned the jeweller it won't be ready for at least two weeks.

We toyed with the idea of a stone other than a diamond, but in the end bought into the whole 'diamonds are a girl's best friend' corporate line and did plump for a hunk of compressed, superheated carbon.

Someone told me that the tradition now is to spend two month's wages on an engagement ring, but we both agreed that if this was the case it was a damn silly tradition.

In other, much less exciting news, my computer is finally back up and running. I am childishly delighted by this.