I was in the wedding of a friend last year. She jumped the gun in deciding on bridesmaids, and I think she regretted choosing me after she made closer friends in her new city, and I would have preferred to just be a guest, but neither of us had the balls to address this. In college some of us would joke that he was the kind of guy who had a secret family. Details are slowly coming out, but 11 months after getting married, and 8 years after they started dating, it seems my instincts were somewhat right.
We went in on a photobooth for the day. They said it was the best gift they received.
@Onymous Best food of my life was in ABQ & Santa Fe.
Required reading! The first of course, being written by Bobby Finger, the author here. I watch Love, Actually annually, and this will be the third year in which these are read aloud after.
Favorite Animorph cover.
@blueberry mary which is worse, them or chocolate?
@Scandyhoovian Guys. I've been on 125 for a MONTH. It's terrible. I was stuck on all of those levels for a long time, but never like this. It gets better! But then it gets worse :(
And googling tips is always a low point.
But paying for help is a line i can't cross.
@frigwiggin my friend's niece who has leukemia met him for her make a wish. The picture is just hilariously bad. You couldn't smile when making a sick 5 year old's dream come true?
Now I've seen the rest of the comments and feel like a dick. I feel for him. But still a 5 year old with cancer's life is slightly worse if not equally as bad as Justin Beiber's.
@hallelujah I was on the yearbook staff and will never forget the girl who petitioned us for not winning "Best Looking" - she was a treat. Two years later we ended up at the same summer job (waitressing) and she asked me what high school I went to.
If you ever see team CatDancers (or a variation of that - CTDNCRS, etc) that's me.
When my sister was in the ICU of a burn unit (she's doing pretty ok now don't worry!) she was entubated and they managed to put a pen in her horrifically burned hand so she could write to us why she was so upset. She wrote DR OOL which my mother, a nurse and I read as Doctor Ool for way too long before realizing she was drowning in her drool. We had a good laugh and she gave us an eye roll for the ages.