Shotgun Weddings

So my brother calls me up today and says “Whatcha doing Sunday? Doesn’t matter anyway, since you’re coming to my wedding, in Atlanta!” Well, I had been planning on doing that in September, with everyone else. But, disgusted by whole wedding industry, the bride and groom decided to elope. No, it’s not that kind of shotgun wedding, he’s fixed, so if she’s preggers there’s gonna be some ‘splainin’ to do!

So they’re getting hitched this weekend at her dad’s birthday party. I told him he has to let me be his flowergirl again, as I was at his first wedding, and I am sick and tired of being the fucking bridesmaid. Lucky for me, one of my closest friends in the world happens to be in ATL right now, so I may be able to railroad him into being my date/suicide watch. Weddings are sad when I think about how badly I’ve always wanted one, to no avail. Yes, I know, marriage is not a walk in the park. But knowing that only makes me less likely to even try.

In other news, I turned in my last paper today, I sure hope they like ’em!


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