( 7:42 AM ) teahouse
You've Gotta Fight (whump whump) For Your Right (whump) to Party!!!
Thankfully, the presentation went well on Thursday. Afterwards I rounded up some friends for a night of heavy drinking.
Well, it wasn't that heavy. I had half a beer, and a Sprite, and was ready to call it a night. I swear, I'm getting too old for this.
The night of sober geriatric semi-carousing almost, but didn't quite make up for the ruined July 4. But hey - that's life. And what did I do this weekend, other than sleep and lie around?
The Fiance (he's being upgraded from "Boy" to "Fiance") and I looked at wedding venues. Oh yeah, right... there's NOTHING stressful about that.
Sigh. Let's just say that we can't agree on what to do, and we don't have enough money to do whatever we can't agree on anyway. So it's moot.
My wedding reception is looking more and more like it's going to be a kegger in the lobby of my apartment building.
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