i really need to get these bridesmaids' dresses done today if at all possible. yet here i am sittin on the couch completely naked with a blanket over my feet and a cat sleeping next to me.
whatareyougonnado.
i'm holding out a lot of hope for castleton today. hopefully laura doesn't bail out on me and we can get something done. otherwise....well, i'm stuck here for lack of functioning vehicle. unless of course i talk my mum into going down there with me, in which case laura has no say in what dress she and tamara get...and considering pretty much every dress but like two that i liked yesterday laura turned her nose up at........yeah. well.........we'll see what happens. if i can't find something today well we'll just bust out the burlap sacks.
*starts playing banjo*
i found this tape yesterday that my brothers and i made a looooooooong ass time ago. this was back when we used to pretend we had a radio station and we'd talk into my tape recorder and basically create stunning masterpieces such as this to embarrass ourselves with later. the tape opens with my brothers tormenting my dad and then tormenting each other. it made me giggle immensely because this tape is from way before either one of their voices changed, so they sound like fucking chipmunks. oh and the part where my dad's like "did you guys wreck this room already??"
i played it for my mum over the phone and she put it on speakerphone and had the boys and my dad listen to it...
...and then the older brother proceeded to beat his head against the wall and run screaming into the other room.
heeheehee.
so yeah.......need to get the dresses picked out TO.....DAY. aargh. this is the most annoying part of this wedding so far. well that and the fact that dave's done jack shit. whatareyougonnado again. i make it seem like i'm doing so much. he's at his dad's watching a race and i'm naked on the couch typing a diary entry. we're both to fucking blame.
ahhhhhh......well.
i need some food. we had deli bologna but i think i ate it all. whilst watching cartoons. dave bought a warner bros. dvd set. like 40 cartoons. reason # 8,564,987 why i love this man.
gah.......i don't wanna move.
i'm getting fatter and fatter in the midsection and while i admit yes yes whatever it's not fat i know it's still there. roundness. and it's not a bad thing it's just soooooooo much more uncomfortable. my boobs actually TOUCH my stomach when i'm sitting. how fucking weird is that.
anyway....................food. clothing. et cetera, et cetera.
