I’m back from Brendan’s wedding, which was a whole hell of a lot of fun, but the full report will have to wait til tomorrow.
This is because I got on an airplane at 7am EST, still half-drunk and totally exhausted. I got off a different airplane at 11:30am PST, hung over and ready to work.
I had a long (though fun) day at work today, and tomorrow’s my early day. But tomorrow night you can look forward to:
– Tales of drunken stupor
– The man with the leather pants
– Semi-incriminating photographs
– Me in a dress (and hell subsequently freezing over).
Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Brendan and Tara Tidwell-Cullen. I think I’m going to follow the DJ’s lead and never refer to them as anything else.