remy

There was a biker preacher yesterday at my dad's wedding. A little unorthodox, but part of me was thinking, How fucking cool is that? There were a lot of people here at the house, but as far as weddings go, it was pretty small. My grandparents, some cousins, and some of my dad's friends were here. It struck me that none of Daborah's family or friends came. That's kinda sad, I mean damn, it's her wedding fer chrissakes. As much as I don't like her, I still felt bad. My dad had his monkey suit and she had her ridiculously cleavage bearing dress (Eww!) that was by no standard a wedding dress. And I had the oddest sensation as I was eating my food outside and away from the crowd, as is my usual wont, that even though I've felt like an era is ending with my getting out and such, a new one is beginning for my dad. I may not approve, but I still wish him luck.

In other news, this is finals week and I'm gonna be hella busy. I've got a final on Tuesday, and my final project for Ethics in Law Enforcement is only half done, which is due Wednesday. But what am I going to do today? Homework and studying, you say. For surely I want to pass. No. Today I read a good book, play some PS2, and hang out with my friends. Maybe get on WoW a little later on and bring my Paladin up to level 15 or 16. Mmm....WoW. One of these days I'm going to post picture of Remicus. Him and his big ass sword with which he smites the evil!

Love you all,

Remy