Dear Readers,
As all of you know—well unless you aren’t invited to the yet to be mentioned ceremony, in which case the problem is me, not you. I am just a loner who doesn’t have many friends—I am getting married on Saturday. Yes, this Saturday. And, as I currently spend my free time pondering off into the distance and imagining a long life filled with marital bliss and far less White Castle than I would’ve eaten if I were to spend the remainder of my existence single (that’s what happens when someone else suddenly cares whether or not you have a massive heart attack), I am nothing but excited. So excited that I only slept for 8 and a half hours last night. So excited that this morning (Wednesday), for the first time in my adult memory, I woke up before my alarm
As all of you know—well unless you aren’t invited to the yet to be mentioned ceremony, in which case the problem is me, not you. I am just a loner who doesn’t have many friends—I am getting married on Saturday. Yes, this Saturday. And, as I currently spend my free time pondering off into the distance and imagining a long life filled with marital bliss and far less White Castle than I would’ve eaten if I were to spend the remainder of my existence single (that’s what happens when someone else suddenly cares whether or not you have a massive heart attack), I am nothing but excited. So excited that I only slept for 8 and a half hours last night. So excited that this morning (Wednesday), for the first time in my adult memory, I woke up before my alarm
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