Okay. So, the fabulous that was
anjala's wedding, by Popular Request. Special emphasis on clothes for the effeminate pansy contingent.
( The Wedding Of The Century: Special Report )In today's exciting news, there are EIGHT more days until my last day of work which is also coincidentally my birthday. Also my new insurance card for the Toyota came, so I can prove that I have Full Coverage, yo. Also also, things from
forgottensanity and
augustuscaesar came in the mail; I suspect the two of you of fomenting a Sekrit International Konspirasey. However, you will be glad to know that I did not immediately fall on them and rip them open. (In Tara's case, she indicated that she would cry if I failed to wait until my birthday, because Tara knows which buttons to mash and how.)
And then some other stuff, no doubt, will happen.