Well, I haven't done this in forever, so it's about time I post. ...post something at least.
Let's see, I've been working a lot and when I'm not at work I skip town to visit Heather. All is well. Well, everything except the working a lot.
I went to a wedding this weekend and took pictures, which can be found on Facebook unless you track me down via Yahoo Instant Messenger. I think we would all prefer Facebook though. Maybe.
The wedding was pretty nice. I felt compelled to make some sort of speech on Jenny's behalf, considering everybody who did the toast thing pretty much just said "we're glad we made andrew go to tech because that's how he met her..." pretty much crediting themselves for there even being a wedding. And the matron of honor's speech pretty much said that they wanted andrew to be a girl and they didn't get to know jenny very much but they like what they know thus far. ...I felt the need to say how I didn't know andrew hardly at all and the longest conversation I had with him took place at the wedding reception discussing the uses of Facebook. It's weird though because ... well ... and maybe Michelle will agree with me here.... it didn't really seem like a wedding / reception. I've never seen a cotillion outside of on The OC, but it seemed more like some kind of debut party where Jenny didn't seem to want to be there at all. I'm happy for her, yes, but I dunno.... It's hard to put into words what I'm thinking, but I articulated it during the event so again maybe Michelle can help me out.
Jenny's parents were happy to see me and worried I wasn't going to make it home alright, as was Jenny...and I can only assume Andrew was a little more than indifferent. We made an effort to get along with each other while we were talking.
I dunno, ... Michelle what do you think of this one?
The whole thing just felt way too superficial.
IN OTHER NEWS:
School starts Monday. Yeah, I'm going back. Why? Just because. Just because? Yeah. Isn't that a waste of money? According to my mom it is but I would rather be smarter than my mom than compliant with my mom.
Implications For A Thick Skull
Gotta Love The Freedom Balls
- *blinks* Hello, LJ