I am as think as you drunk I am

Every single night this weekend I have been very very drunk. I blame midnightfae. She ordered me to.

Anyway. Wedding. I looked snazzy. There are pictures of my ass clothed in tux (thank you brightone for obliging my girlfriend's request). The bride and groom are the awesomest bride and groom who ever awesomed and I sincerely believe this is going to really be till death, etc.

Reception was fun. Post-reception was fun. Dancing, drink, Doctor, and dialogue.

D D D D. Hee.

Also, the wedding party, of which I was a proud member, entered the ballroom to the Doctor Who theme. I loves the qkellie.

I am still drunk. Can you tell?

Mmmmm. I love my friends. They love me back. They're all completely awesome, and they understand me, even when I'm hard to ping. I want to keep them even though I cannot...

Anyway. Going to collapse into bed and wake up refreshed and free of hangover. It's what I do.

Viva La Bristow

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