Monday, April 25, 2005

April 25, 2005

Wedding thoughts continue to plague me. I don't want to be married, to share, to put someone else's interests above mine ... do I? I mean, Lou is the sun around which my planet revolves, but maybe that's because I don't want him to poop on the floor. Anyway, whatever. It's too late to figger it out. Time fer bed. Later. P.O.Y. - j.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I too find weddings distressing. But it's mainly the stupid and humiliating traditions that irritate me most. The first dance to a really long song. Looking like mannequins as you pose for the cut the cake photo. The single gal round-up where you fight for a bouquet, which is so beneath me. Some strange guy with his head up your skirt installing a garter. Air kissing the bride because you don't want to mess up her makeup - or get it on your clothes.

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