On Mar 17, 2012, at 3:01 PM, Susan wrote:
> {eye brow lifted} I must readjust my memories and perceptions of you now {recalculating}
Don't look at me! I tried to talk her out of it! You can't say she wasn't warned! Don't go thinking that there's some better side of me or something. I can almost guarantee you there isn't.
Anyway, you would have liked the wedding. We just went to our regular bar, drank pitchers of beer, got hitched, then went off to catch the Young Dubs play a show. I'd guess that something around 10% of the people there were Housers, and everybody got a chance to give shit to Jen. There was also a rubber octopus.
We're coming up on three years married now, and I'm still almost completely surprised by the whole thing. Not the octopus, mind.
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