Aeronautic Primates and Other Delights

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.

*cue Peter, Paul, AND Mary*

It's true, it's true. I will be leaving these blisteringly hot desert dunes for the slightly less hot (but much cooler at night) Midwestern plains of Ohio. Probably more hilly. The Midwest is not flat. Next person who says so gets looked at funny. I'll use the Dr. Cox icon. You know I will.

Anyway, I have to get up really feckin' early tomorrow, so I bid you all adieu now. If I die in a fiery and unexpected airplane crash, be it known that I enjoy cheesecake.

Oh, and I love you all. That bit seemed important, too.