cereal_killer

so i got a call from a friend friday at 1AM... she was drunk... she still thought i was in hawaii. i guess that's my fault since i forgot to call her and let her know i was back. anyway, she told me that 2 of my old friends from one of my previous jobs were getting married saturday afternoon and that i'd better get my butt out to syracuse and be her pseudo-date.

so i ended up going to a wedding yesterday... everyone knows i'm not religious so they kept joking about the church caving in on me. the only thing i was worried about caving in was my bladder. i had to sit through my friends' very catholic wedding (which lasted over an hour) having to pee like a motherfucker. not a very fun experience, but it was a very nice wedding. of course they had a reception that evening... with open bar... i did my best to drink my share to make it worth the amount of money their parents spent. i think i did pretty good, not as good as my friend's mom and dad though.

now i'm back to my dad's and already looking forward to the next event to get me out of this town.