I spent St. Patrick's Day looking at various wedding dresses with Bleusky. Boy, it was exhausting. Perhaps we should have a traditional Betazed ceremony where everyone's naked.

Then later that night, me and Whateley and our roommates proceeded to get trashed on our own version of the Borg Sphere. Yeah, with 5 shots of liquor per drink, it just sneaks up on you. I conked out soon after.

I woke up this morning feeling fine, but as soon as I started moving around, riding in a car, and drinking water, I felt like crap. Yep, I was hungover. Bad. Remind me never to drink like that again. I had dinner, what was the deal? The food should've been a nice buffer like it was in Vegas. Anyway, Whateley was good to me all day and took care of our laundry while I slept and drank lots of water. Then his stepmom proceeded to bombard me with lots of details about our wedding. Damn. Well, I suppose somebody's gotta think of those things. Hmm... is it still too late to elope?

Anyway, I definitely got the job at Borders (at the cafe) so I'll be making a bit of money now. If anything, it'll mean that we can still get books at a discount even after Whateley leaves, and after we're married, I won't even have to "buy the books then give it to him," he can just use my discount himself. (Although, my desire is that by the time we get married, I won't have to work for Borders any more.)

So this coming week will be the first in a long time where I've actually got to be places almost every day. I'll post my schedule when everything settles. It looks like Wednesdays will be Whateley and my "day together" so that means that if you want to hang out with the both of us, that will be the day to do it.

One last note: the next time I'm in Vegas, which will actually be our wedding day, I will make sure to take a ziploc of Metamucil with me. Let that be a warning to y'all. With all the buffets, unless you're planning on having a salad at every meal (which I always think is a waste of money unless they have a really varied and high-quality selection of veggies and salad fixin's... which Vegas buffets aren't known for) then having a glass of Metamucil at the end of the night will be important. Well, at least for someone like me. I think my large intestine is super efficient at absorbing water and packing 'em in tight.

Heh heh. I love being gross.