09.20.06 :: 2:43 pm
one on day of the wedding.
and the rest for whenever diddy crawls up my ass, rearranges my intestines, and summarily turns me inside out.
11 days to go.
i know i can't.
what i'm most looking forward to is checking into my grande deluxe suite on saturday afternoon, and shutting everyone and everything out until the rehearsal dinner.
i'll get a massage, i'll watch a movie on the big flat panel TV, i'll raid the liquor cabinet... it's going to be a slumber party of 1.
and then the next day, i marry the dude who's laundry mixes with mine.