9.18.2006

the bride is ill

We're not really all that surprised. As they say in the Bronx, it's "estress." A wedding is theatrics, and taking the starring role creates its own kind of pressure, which in this case has emerged as a cold. But that's what Advil is for. The show must go on.
Meanwhile, I have two dishwashers going full time and have wrecked my manicure picking labels off plates and glasses. Another full day should do it for the dishwashing, and then I can carry stuff from point a to point b and point b to point a. Perhaps this is pointless?

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