Golly, folks...
Less than 24 hours remaining until the nuptials of myself and the_lucky_nun. In honor of that fact, I skipped out of work early, so as to come home and make sure certain things got done (ice ring for the punch, slicing limes and oranges for the punch, and etc.).
On the way home, I stopped by CD Tradepost, and Clark hooked me up with a free cd, 'cause of the marriage and all. Pays to be a loyal customer, kids.
We have people in our apartment, and it makes me nervous. Something about this many kids and people I barely know really screws with my routine. Yes, I'm an old man. Screw you. I have my things I like to do after work, and I'm really being held back by the fact that I have to wear pants right now.
Craig and brimer are making a movie of our wedding. We didn't ask for it. They just got an idea and decided to run with it. Those of you who aren't going to be at the wedding proper... that being most of you, 'cause we wanted to keep it small and intimate (sorry)... will be able to view it at some point in the future.
In the meantime, I'm gonna make sure I know where all my stuff is, make sure my suit gets aired out, iron my shirt, pack stuff for the honeymoon, and just sort of relax and chill and pretend that I'm not a billion differend kinds of nervous. Well, not nervous. Anxious. I want this to be done with and be in a hotel somewhere near the airport, engaging in newlywed shenanigans with my lovely bride. Then a week off work. Ooooooooooh, yeah.
On the way home, I stopped by CD Tradepost, and Clark hooked me up with a free cd, 'cause of the marriage and all. Pays to be a loyal customer, kids.
We have people in our apartment, and it makes me nervous. Something about this many kids and people I barely know really screws with my routine. Yes, I'm an old man. Screw you. I have my things I like to do after work, and I'm really being held back by the fact that I have to wear pants right now.
Craig and brimer are making a movie of our wedding. We didn't ask for it. They just got an idea and decided to run with it. Those of you who aren't going to be at the wedding proper... that being most of you, 'cause we wanted to keep it small and intimate (sorry)... will be able to view it at some point in the future.
In the meantime, I'm gonna make sure I know where all my stuff is, make sure my suit gets aired out, iron my shirt, pack stuff for the honeymoon, and just sort of relax and chill and pretend that I'm not a billion differend kinds of nervous. Well, not nervous. Anxious. I want this to be done with and be in a hotel somewhere near the airport, engaging in newlywed shenanigans with my lovely bride. Then a week off work. Ooooooooooh, yeah.