my friend's wedding was wonderful - truly...
the ceremony was held for 50 fortunate people in a stone amphitheater overlooking half-dome in yosemite. sage was burning and vows of true, true love were exchanged... and then i cried and cried. it was so beautiful. i mean it - i really cried. of course, that was nothing compared to the full-blown sobbing i did once amber and i got back to our room at the cabin. i totally lost it. there is beauty and goodness and kindness and good people and brilliance and all these things and more if we just allow ourselves to have them!!!
sooo... my friend dean and his girlfriend are in the process of breaking up so they did their best to handle things nicely at the wedding...well, deano has a drinking thing and an acting out thing and i spent hours trying to talk to him peacefully and get him to shut the fuck up. both bride and groom had to come down to scream at him for being so unruly...
... when he took it upon himself to go up and apologize i tried to stop him and was inadvertently pitched down a flight of stairs - in a log cabin. yep. lots of hard timber to bounce off...
i got knocked fully unconcious (grade 3 concussion from what i've learned on the internet) for several minutes. then, when i came to, i hung out with some friends and then went off to have hours of amazing sex with my girlfriend. here's the punchline: I DO NOT REMEMBER ANYTHING AFTER BEING ON THE STAIRS... ain't that a pisser - it's like my girlfriend fucked somebody else 'cause i sure as hell wasn't there...
so there's more to the past few days than i'll mention here and i've been suffering through some hefty aches and pains and a swollen head but i get too long winded in these journal entries as it is.
mi vida loca.
the ceremony was held for 50 fortunate people in a stone amphitheater overlooking half-dome in yosemite. sage was burning and vows of true, true love were exchanged... and then i cried and cried. it was so beautiful. i mean it - i really cried. of course, that was nothing compared to the full-blown sobbing i did once amber and i got back to our room at the cabin. i totally lost it. there is beauty and goodness and kindness and good people and brilliance and all these things and more if we just allow ourselves to have them!!!
sooo... my friend dean and his girlfriend are in the process of breaking up so they did their best to handle things nicely at the wedding...well, deano has a drinking thing and an acting out thing and i spent hours trying to talk to him peacefully and get him to shut the fuck up. both bride and groom had to come down to scream at him for being so unruly...
... when he took it upon himself to go up and apologize i tried to stop him and was inadvertently pitched down a flight of stairs - in a log cabin. yep. lots of hard timber to bounce off...
i got knocked fully unconcious (grade 3 concussion from what i've learned on the internet) for several minutes. then, when i came to, i hung out with some friends and then went off to have hours of amazing sex with my girlfriend. here's the punchline: I DO NOT REMEMBER ANYTHING AFTER BEING ON THE STAIRS... ain't that a pisser - it's like my girlfriend fucked somebody else 'cause i sure as hell wasn't there...
so there's more to the past few days than i'll mention here and i've been suffering through some hefty aches and pains and a swollen head but i get too long winded in these journal entries as it is.
mi vida loca.
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