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Dear Samantha:
One of these days, kindly stop fucking off, cruising All Mighty LiveJournal, baking cookies, generally wasting time, etc etc etc, and start working on wedding thing. The wedding, contrary to popular belief, is not getting further away. It is, in fact, getting dangerously close. While a nice paperweight, the stacks of invitations really need addressing, the non-existent response cards need to be printed, and, at some point, Haille's kissing ball and Gramma's bouquet should be finished.
Also: a Magic Eight ball and the guest list are not helpful to Dawn in planning a shower. Must rethink that plan. Faking one's death to collect an insurance policy is not an acceptable way of paying for things. Consequently, neither is killing Steven for his insurance policy. Think of all the cleaning and cooking you'd have to do with him dead!
Remember, thinking about stuff for the wedding is not the same as doing it.
Love,
Samantha
One of these days, kindly stop fucking off, cruising All Mighty LiveJournal, baking cookies, generally wasting time, etc etc etc, and start working on wedding thing. The wedding, contrary to popular belief, is not getting further away. It is, in fact, getting dangerously close. While a nice paperweight, the stacks of invitations really need addressing, the non-existent response cards need to be printed, and, at some point, Haille's kissing ball and Gramma's bouquet should be finished.
Also: a Magic Eight ball and the guest list are not helpful to Dawn in planning a shower. Must rethink that plan. Faking one's death to collect an insurance policy is not an acceptable way of paying for things. Consequently, neither is killing Steven for his insurance policy. Think of all the cleaning and cooking you'd have to do with him dead!
Remember, thinking about stuff for the wedding is not the same as doing it.
Love,
Samantha