miscellany

the seating chart actually got quite fun last night, when i realized i'm as monica gellar-ish as the next bride-to-be.

i woke up at 7:45am this morning. i used to be at work well before 7:45. i'm slipping. but hey, as long as i get here before my boss, i can leave before she does.

tonight, we're cutting a check for the caterer and reception hall. gah.

also tonight, we're working on playlists for the reception music. suggestions? is there a radio edit of "damn, it feels good to be a gangsta"?

when looking up the lyrics for the "damn, it feels good to be a gangsta" song for a catchy title for this entry, i was pleased to find that "office space soundtrack lyrics" was already stored in my little text-entry-field-cache-drop-down-list thing for google.

finding any appropriate lyrics to make a catchy title for this entry was unsuccessful.

this time next week might be my last blog posting for a while. i need to follow up with my Previously Scheduled Honeymoon Guest Blogger (it's a secret! but he's done it before here! and when he answers the phone he doesn't say "hello?" like everyone else, he just says "JUUUUULES," which rocks), but hopefully there'll be entertainment for you all when i'm gone.

i promise i will never again write a sentence like the one above.

that's an empty promise and we all know it.