Saturday, September 02, 2006
Weddings are for jerks.
I have two friends getting married on the same weekend. I love them both and I am happy they have found the one and whatever, but if I have to spend another minute talking about dresses or seating arrangements or emcees or flowers or photographers I'm going to go crazy. I get it, it's a special day. I get it. But I am at my threshhold. Girls getting married should have to go away to a commune where they hang out with other bride-to-bes and talk about weddings 24/7 until about a week before the date.
Oh, who am I kidding? I just don't want to lose my friends to the abyss of boring married couples out there.