Yesterday I met with my co-bridesmaids to debrief on our separate experiences. Well, not to brag, but it sounds like i had the best evening. My fellow scoring sister ended up picking up a goth/punk/emo guy with a giant tattoo of an alien on his back and goblin on his arm. Not really her cup of tea...but i had to admit, he was a pretty cute guy. It actually made us laugh that both of us picked up tattooed boys with minimum wage jobs [hers = Safeway; mine = Kelseys] at the same party. There was also a lot of amusement over the fact that at the party someone referred to us as "drugged up strippers...who are actually lawyers!" Fuck thats funny.
As for she who went home, she was dissapointed at herself that she left so early [and missed the opportunity to score with a hot poor guy]becuz of a jerky guy who treated her like crap. But he did treat her like crap and deserves to have his ass kicked. [Mental Note: next kickboxing class is tomorrow]
The next edition of the Bridesmaids Chronicles will take place next Saturday when the 3 of us [and 5 other would be Attendants] along with Uncle Randy will be visiting Banff for fun, frolicking, and [perhaps] fucking. We were laughing that the pink dresses of doom may need to be brought out again soon.
Other than that, spent the last 4 hours reading about family law. Took a break to watch Dr. Phil. Today's topic? Divorce and child care after separation. Fuck.
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