squid_vicious

If you live in Phoenix or Scottsdale, I'm very sorry for you. That place is a sprawling wastland of strip malls, circle k's, and gated communities. It's surrounded by lovely desert but otherwise, it's a horrible horrible place. Especially when you lose your wallet and are unable to fly home. On the upside, I got to come home in a giant RV.

I had to dress like someone's fucking buttler for the wedding out there. There should be a law against tuxedoes with tails. I didn't think the bride's family would approve of a wallet chain hanging out of my tux so I left the chain off. The first time in over ten years that I've tried to carry my wallet without having it chained to my arse and it comes up missing. My wallet chain is not a fasion accessory. It's very important.

I didn't think the wedding was quite a horrible as pigtails did (aside from my own personal wallet disaster anyway). The bride and the groom seemed very happy with the way the wedding went and, while I may not be wild about the bride, I know my friend is... and he's the one that's got to live with her. Not me.