scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

11.3.05

la-z-bog.

but i left you with a discussion topic. Tyvm for input all. still in the running are: moriah, madeleine (WITH the e), margo. Not in that order. But. Liked moriah. Maybe like madeleine now. i get to use all my Es that way. and it's french. ha!

many to-do things. many. wedding planning eats time. and sanity. in every email i send my head is exploding. dear Everyone: Elope. run. away. now. dear Self: Do not be a Type A. you don't like Type As. remember to blog about the love and the beauty and the freakish neuroses. and that this, too, will pass. and that everybody is a jelly donut. Zen and the art of trying on wedding gowns. Zen and the art of ordering invitations. Zen and the art of caterer negotiations. Zen and the art of spontaneous human combustion. I am jack's gradually increasing sense of wedding fatigue. i am jack's vague hope that wedding fatigue will not interfere with, you know, stuff. i am jack's almost-certainty that wedding fatigue will not interfere with, you know, stuff, really.

it could be worse: i found a girl at work (a lovely girl, really) who Doesn't Know Who Ani Is. and, um, the sort of girl that really ought to know. yes? worse. note the Tight Lid on the Drama. *head explodes*

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