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now THAT was a fun wedding after-party. i got drunk at the open bar, stuffed myself silly with the incredible appetizers, leaving no room for dinner, dessert or wedding cake and caught up with old friends. then the bhangra started (tanka tanka tanka tanka) and, kicking off my mom's old pumps from 1986 (thanks be to god for the ironic 80s fashion craze) i danced like no one was watching. those people sure can m.o.v.e. thier b.o.o.t.a.y. oh, annd i won the centerpiece game so am now in possession of a half melted candle and a plaster pillar that may or may not come in very handy one day. so tired. tomorrow i pack.