my best friend got married and she's stupid pretty
somehow a wedding that wasn't even mine broke me.
a five hour drive on thursday morning to minnesota, four hours of making like ten gallons of gazpacho, then two hours of making too much chicken salad, and then a delicious wedding, and then a giant party, followed by another five hour trip home to wisconsin in like a span of three-and-a-half days will do that to a person.
i have to admit that it's pretty nice to have a best friend that just gets everything about you and you just love everything about them in return. and even though you live in different states there's no other person in the world that you would drop everything for in a heartbeat. and it's even nicer when that best friend fits in perfectly with you and your fiance and people used to refer to the three of you as "the tripod" and even nicer when that best friends finds a person that is so fantastic for her and she gets to spend the rest of her life with that person.
i will admit that what i don't like about that best friend is that she's tall, and skinny, and pretty.
and also in her wedding photos she looks like goddamn audrey hepburn. bitch.