Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes

Yesterday: Fantastic rehearsal dinner/party.

Last night: Worst night of attempted sleep ever.

Now: Jongre and Steve are passed out in the living room. I'm a bundle of nerves and energy, up for at least 2 hours already and just barely refraining from re-ordering the iPod mix. Excited. Exasperated. Ready to get married, and then drink heavily, and then get some sleep.

If you're around, send some happy wishes our way at around 3:30, EST.

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