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She's married and happy. Yay!
Number of pins required to anchor my ridiculously fantastic hairstyle? FIFTY
TWO, BITCHES. There was a layer of intertwined bobby pins on the top of my
head.
On the downside, my brother's whore of a girlfriend broke up with him via
text after she abandoned him at the reception.
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THAT WHORE!!
Paul is trying to say it was all a miscommunication and everything is hunky dory.
Oh, there is much family drama going on here today. One of my cousins is "troubled" and caused a ruckus at the MOA today. She's in the hospital now with police related injuries after throwing a chair at an officer prompting a 72 hour eval.
Only slightly related: OMG WE ARE GOING TO MISS YOU AND BRENNA SO MUCH THIS WEEKEND.
I WISH I COULD BE THERE!! But considering the cluster that ended up happening with me being gone *one* day last week, any more than that currently is asking for disaster. I hate people.