*shock*
Jenn is getting married.
*end of shock*
How does one come to terms with that. It’s just not covered in the average curriculum. It got dropped so more people could take bowling. Whee. I hate not knowing. I’ve decided I will pester her until she allows me to bridesmaid though – or even be a flowergirl of something. Yuppers. Gotta be in it. No-one else I know is ever going to get married. Too antiquidated. *grinning at plaidilicious*
In other news – ohmighod-my-work-is-out-to-kill-me. Full day without ANYWHERE TO SIT DOWN!!! Oh the pain. pain pain pain. It’s evil and horridable and now I’m stiff and unrecovered two days later. I hate being all hurty. I wantsd to get better SO BADLY!!! Damn the ICBC demons. ANd tomorrow…. I do it again. THen again on Sunday. *sniffles* I’m thinking I bring one of Alistaires stools with me on the Skytrain to work tomorrow.
oh yes – and peoples should come visit me. Pretend you need buttons or something, but come by and inform me what the outside is like.
oh – and
*huge crowd begins to sing*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUU
HAPPY BIIIIRTHDAAAAY TOOO YOOOUUUUUUU
HAAAAPPYY BIIIIIIIRRRRRTHDAAAAAYYYYY DEEEEAAAARRR JAAAYYY-MMMMEEEEESSS
HAPPY BIIRTHDAY TOO YOUUUUUU
*applause for blingforjesus*