Its official my big brother is married. Its weird and I have no idea as to why because him and his girl have been together for 7 1/2 years, so they've practically been married for a long time. Everything turned out great and I actually had fun. So no one at my table was drinking the champagne and well the bottle was right me behind me so I made that my weapon of choice. I drank practically a whole bottle. Im turning into such a little lush.
My right big toe is killing me. My shoes we digging into the side of my bad toe and now I can barely walk on it. Its bright red and all puffy and needs to be chopped off, temporally, if thats possible. I also wasnt digging the mini poodle I had on top of my head. With as short of hair I have they still managed to curl it up. Oh well.
I have to work today so I have to miss Funkmunky and Eireann house warming party
Sorry guys.
Without Wax,
Nave
My right big toe is killing me. My shoes we digging into the side of my bad toe and now I can barely walk on it. Its bright red and all puffy and needs to be chopped off, temporally, if thats possible. I also wasnt digging the mini poodle I had on top of my head. With as short of hair I have they still managed to curl it up. Oh well.
I have to work today so I have to miss Funkmunky and Eireann house warming party
Sorry guys.
Without Wax,
Nave
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Sorry about the toe situation... Feet in pain sucks... I had a pair of shoes that smooshed my big toe once. And did I stop wearing them? Nooooooooooo... They were my only "nice pair...
Are humans the only species that self torture?
Congrats to your bro and his wife!!
Edit: You're welcome to come over on Monday for my gathering to make up for missing tonight!
[Edited on May 28, 2005 1:34PM]