The wedding was beautiful. I stood around like a goon. Apparently the other groomsmen and I were "all crazy unorganized". We were okay with it. Because, by and large, it was true.

I was hanging out with my doppleganger at one point and we were wearing suits. We were hanging around on a corner waving people into the Heart of CalTech to the wedding. An incredibly gay dude hit on us. I was vaguely uncomfortable. I can only imagine what girls feel like when I hit on them. I must remember to stop that.

HAHA. Self deprecating humor, especially when sly like that, is a friend to all.

I bought a Standard (US) Tonne, spelled in Enligsh, of Music in L.A. This is no Surprise. List will be compiled later when I have the discs in front of me because I can't remember the name of any of the discs. And it is worthless if I am making recomendations without the album name.

UTTERFUCKINGGARBAGE.

I continue to lie low because the last few weeks have been extremely rough on me. Between coming and going and DEAR GOD THE BOOZE, there has not been enough sleep. On the upside, I'm getting my tolerance back. Soon, I'll be back to my old 15 beer self. Hello beer gut. Oh how I have missed you.
- posted by Pat @ 10:02 AM