One of my best friends from college is getting married Labor Day 2012 and my excitement is visibly waning. My wedding bells are becoming empty pie tins clanging against metal trash can lids. Luckily, I do not dislike her groom. Actually, I love anyone who's batshit enough to like Sarah; Let alone love and marry her. Anyway, some shit just hit the proverbial fan in my life and I really am not wanting to travel to Boston from Cincinnati, Ohio but like a bad song on the jukebox, this has to stop now. Again, my butt hole is puckered but my get up and go, got up and went. Long time ago.
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