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Warning: This entry may be slightly wacked, since my body is finally protesting the lack of food over the last few days--and I drank and danced like mad tonight.

In other words, I'm shivering, even though my skin is hot to the touch.

Dammit.

I got a manicure yesterday (Friday). Was the first time I'd done so. And, wow. LOVED it. Slight hand-massage (I was almost asleep), and the polish hasn't chipped! Yet.

So. Today. Saturday, my brother's Official Hugeass Big Ceremony Wedding.

Wasn't too bad. Although I'll note right now that I think if I ever get married, it'll SO be by a Justice of the Peace. I *hate* being preached at.

The soloist sucked raw eggs. The pianist was also sucky.

Ahem. I GOT TO HOLD MY SLEEPING AND CUDDLY NEPHEW TONIGHT!

Thank you.

Anyway. The wedding was nice, felt a bit out of it, since I missed the rehearsal and wasn't ANY part of it.

But, eh.

The reception was great, though. Food. Which I haven't had much of, recently.

And music. Good music. Danceable music.

My feet aren't on speaking terms with me right now. I expect my legs to feel the same in the morning.

Gah. One thing I hate about going ANYwhere. I end up smelling like cigarettes. UGH. Can't stand people smokin' 'em around me, now I smell of them.

Ickickickickick

*shiver* Dammit.

Food might be a good idea.

*ponder*

*wanders away*