So, I'm getting married, and one of my friends is so consumed with envy that she is seriously trying to sabatoge my dress. I took her with me to try it on, and she spent 20 minutes telling me how ugly it was, how fat it made me look, etc. Okay. Whore. I had someone take a Polaroid of me in the dress, and even in horrible light, it's a stunnig dress. That dress could make anyone look amazing. I couldn't figure out why she was being such a bitch, then I realized: her skeasy boyfriend of like 6 years refuses to get married. He says he's "not into the whole marriage scene". Fine, whatever. She chose him, not me. She actually nagged him enough to get her a promise ring, and he came home with a 25 cent machine thing. I can't make him be less useless.

My boss is weird. It's one of those unexplainable kinds of weird. He's also a germaphobe, and he talks more than I thought a man could. Or should for that matter. He thinks of himself as a problem solver. I think he should shut his trap before I shove something in it for him. For example: I had mild car trouble last week. I called him to tell him about it, to let him know I wouldn't be working, and he proceeded to waste 15 minutes of my time telling me what to do. I already knew what to do. Then he gets all therapist on me and asks me why I am comfortable with the choice I made to wait until the week after Christmas to get my car fixed. Ummm...maybe becuause it's shitty car season, I have the luxury, all computerized version of my car, and the dealership was all booked up? Is that good enough for you?