Last day musings

Please send positive thoughts to the Yankees? They're killing me right now. Maybe they're sad that I'm moving. D'ya think?

So today is it. The last day. I don't live here anymore. I'm sad and excited and jumpy as hell. My mom invited my whole family to her house for pizza and beer. My kind of party. If you're in the Astoria area and you want to come for a slice, lemme know.

I am so tired of talking about leaving but that is all anyone can talk about, understandably. I'm freaking out all of my friends, also understandable. Last night was Adriana and John's wedding, which was a wonderful excuse to do two things -- 1) see all of my friends and get drunk with them one last time and 2) wear a pretty party dress. Adriana and John looked very happy and we were all ecstatically happy for them. They're such a cute couple. I've known Adriana since God was a child -- I'm happy she found John. He's ADORABLE and he loves her to bits and pieces, just like I do.

My other favorite couple, Kristin and Chris, were there. Chris gave me yet another reason to believe he is the best possible match for my Rydell. They're getting married next year and he waxed poetic about how happy he is that she is his fiancee -- it was actually genuine, though, not sappy and put on to impress her friends like some men I know have been known to do. I love when my friends meet GOOD people to settle down with. And we all know that it is VERRRRYYYY important that I approve of who you choose to marry, dear readers. Very very important.