It's a symbol of civil rights that I didn't think would be so powerful, so meaningful, until ...

my brothers can get married. my brothers can get married. ♥ They're a lovely couple, and I would love to legitimately address ryan as "my brother-in-law" even though jd and I have no genetic, legal, or shared-childhood relationship.

It's going to start making me look at my relationships with women differently. I was briefly engaged to ajnabieh when we were teenagers -- in the "if we still feel this way after we're through college, then LET'S GET MARRIED" fairly sane sense of teenage engagement (I bought shiny silver rings). I was fifteen and it was 1995. I hadn't yet been introduced to the greater queer world, where you measure relationships in time and love and all the little milestones because nobody takes it seriously if you say you're engaged or married because there's no legal paperwork to say you're married. And that can happen in California now (as of next Wednesday) and it's going to CHANGE EVERYTHING.