I recently lamented via twitter that five of my facebook friends announced their engagements just after Christmas break.
They are choosing dresses, colors, cakes, and flowers.
They are booking photographers and churches and receptions halls.
Who knew I had to book my dates so far in advance?
Tom (I described him earlier, you remember) was to be my wedding date. We discussed this.
Tom bailed on me. Unfortunately he has several other weddings to attend this summer (I just noticed he did not ask me to be his date... ouch). Anyway, I'm running out of gays to strong arm into acting as my dates.
They are scattered across the country and even if they were here, do I want to bring Matty Dubbs or ZachDan to a Bosnian wedding?
Its bad enough people my age are getting married, I can't even find someone to eat cake with me for a couple hours on a Saturday night.
Oh-bla-di.