okay this stupid thing just lost my whole entry. i guess i'll try and recap.

the wedding last saturday was really great. except the church had no air conditioning, so I had to stand on the altar in near-stiletto heels with this heavy robe that was strikingly similar to a kkk outfit (without the hood of course) and watch people watch me be extremely overheated. the reception was really fun though, we talked to so many people and danced and took pictures and ate lots, and it was just an all-around good time up until my mom stepped on my foot while I had no shoes on. i still have the bruise to prove it.

saturday and sunday me and the fam went up to our boat, which is always the highlight of the week, usually even the month. saturday though, my mom didn’t call and finalize things with our friends that have their own trailer up there (chris and chuck), and we ended up riding around the entire lake for around 4 or 5 hours looking for them. we finally found them as they were docking for the night, when they informed us that the other family that was up here had gone home and they were all tied up together in the only place on the lake my dad didn’t want to look. i got quite a nice sunburn from that though.

sunday was a little bit better planned, my mom called them before we left and we met them before we all went out to a little inlet not far from the marina. chris’s brother butch and his girlfriend robin were also up for the day so they came with us along with some other family that has a trailer by chris and chuck’s. so the four of us were all tied up together, eating various snack foods and conversing, when this one guy dale comes over on his boat with some random people. but i had to mention him separately because of his son justin, who gave me a ride on his jet ski two years ago and this was the first I’ve seen him since then. and let me tell you, i thought he was really cute two years ago, but he got really hot since then. plus he’s super nice, very interesting, an all-around great guy, and very single. oh come on, he’s only 18. okay, i’m really not for dating much older guys at this age, but i could make an exception this time. let’s just hope i get to see him if we go up again next week cause yesterday i kinda fell asleep tanning for almost the entire time he was there.. oops. oh geez, who am i kidding, i’ll bet we won’t even go out or even think about anything anyway. i have no idea where he lives, but i think it would end up being a long-distance relationship.. too hard. besides, I need some single time before i even think about starting anything else.

i had some really intellectual entry idea on this being the last few years we have devoted solely to friends and good times before we have to start making decisions that will affect our lives forever and start making careers for ourselves, but then i forgot the whole thing because i started listening to aerosmith. but you guys can probably do the whole intellectual discussion part with yourself and come up with your own theories and what not, now that you have subject matter. plus I have faith in all of you that you’re all great thinkers that could have come up with similar theories without any instigation from me.