Time of my Life

Nicole and I sent out a ton of invitations and we've been getting them back slowly. So far it looks like more of my father's friends than the friends of either Nicole or I will be attending. I hope that at least means we get lots of nice gifts (I have my fingers crossed for the $9,000 plasma TV I picked out at Target).

We've confirmed the Sinatra impersonator, the tent, tables, chairs, PA and all that shit's been ordered. I still need a tux and Nicole needs her dress fitting to be paid for. And then comes the food and drink. I hope we've got enough money for it all. I'm good at keeping my cool through tough situations but the stressed bride, 50 hour weeks and hard labor at my dad's place on weekends is starting to wear on me.

After obtaining an architectural degree and being no stranger to all nighters and completeing a weeks worth of work in two days I'm confident we'll pull everything together, even if it all may be at the last minute. But, just like in studio, I can't wait for it all to be over.

bummer

"It's only sex if the penis remains in the vagina for over one second. Under a second does not count."

-Nicole Ruiz

Wow, I never knew! According to that definition I don't think Dan has ever had sex. Sorry man.

guess I'll turn off my head and pour another cup of coffee.

All this wedding preparation has taught me a lot about my friends and family. I don't feel like I've ever asked anything of my friends and rarely my family. I figure since it's my wedding I'm entitled to ask those close to me, or those who have been close to help out a little, or even at the very least send back that RSVP which I paid for.

My only surviving grandparents have decided not to attend my wedding citing cost and health as their reasons for staying home. Never mind the eleven cars they purchased for my meth addicted cousin who either wrecked them or sold them for drug money. Or last summer when they felt well enough to travel across the Atlantic to their home country of Sweden. I guess Colorado is just too far and too expensive.

I've always had great respect for Wanda and Henry Gaccetta and have stuck up for the shortcomings of their son solely because of the way his parents treated me. Never mind the times Domonic has slandered me, lied about everything under the sun (including some story about trying to fuck my ex girlfriend. wtf? I should have cared even if it was true?), and attempting to kiss my current girlfriend (now fiancee) on her birthday. I still treated him well because his parents treated me well. As of late I told him to fuck off because of the inappropriate shit he's said about me. Domonic is a phony fuck most of the time and I don't know why I'm the only person who calls him on it. I guess that makes me the douche bag.

In my youth the Gaccetta family was kind enough to add me to their costco account free of charge. Because of them we ate better than most college students and I have always been thankful and made sure I expressed my gratitude towards them.

Last night we decided to stop by costco and pick up a few things. When we get to the checkout I find that I've been removed from the account. Fair enough. I've enjoyed the benefits of a free costco membership for a number of years now and I have no qualms with my removal. My only problem is that I was not notified of my removal beforehand and those poor people at costco were stuck with the responsibility of replacing all those items I had taken from the shelf.

I'm sure Domonic lied through his teeth to his parents portraying himself as the angle and that I was mad at him and he didn't know why. Fine, my punishment is no more shopping at costco. I have no hard feelings. I know what a class act Domonic is and if his parents wish to stay blind that's their problem. At the very least they could have had the decency to send back that RSVP.

I guess it all works out in the end. I'm sick and tired of stupidly ignorant people anyway.

In an effort to look good for my new wife on our honeymoon I've been trying to give my pasty swedish skin some color. As you will see below, today it went terribly wrong.

I hope a few weeks from now I can look back on this post and see that all this stress and frustration I'm experiencing is actually worth something.