Thursday, September 16, 2004

You're A Taco Bell!

Lori is a stressed girl today. People aren't doing things in the right order, she's having to change her schedule, she's not happy. Poor baby.

We're at a friend of her family's house. There are lots of people here, my family, her family, the family who live here, their friends, Lori's two aunts. It's crazy.

So I've escaped to a side room. I've had enough of wedding talk for today, but I know there is MUCH more to come. Ah well. The day after tomorrow all this is done. I think this might be the closest I've come in a long time to being stressed, mostly because I can't take charge because I don't know anything and I can't help out because I don't know anything.

We are seperated by far more than a common language.

We being the US and the UK.

Right now, Lori is decorating the groom's cake. It's got a big picture of me on it. Funny.

Have fun, everyone. And see you soon to anyone who is coming to the wedding. Email if anyone needs any help/picked up/blablabla.

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