Woot. My SO is doing his passport paper work for the trip in November. 
I'm so excited, it's pathetic. But he is too, so it's okay. (un-ldr related side note: the woman in the desk next to me just sprayed a bunch of perfume... HELLO! THIS ROOM ISN'T THE BEST FOR VENTILATION! WE ARE ALL NOW TRAPPED IN YOUR TOXIC CLOUD OF PERFUME!! >.< I can already feel the head ache. Ugh.)
I don't even know what to write now I'm all in a huff.... Our 7 month mark is this Friday. That's pretty cool. We're going to have a "date night". Watching a movie together on webcam and stuff. Should be fun. Things are good between us, but we're both under a lot of stress. My stress is mostly for his sake. His is based on the fact that the garage he works at is closing. Englands job market is worse than America's, and that's saying something.
Man, this post is a mess. But it got me through the last bit of work. So ta-ta for now.