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There really are no words to describe my best friend's wedding. They got married in St. Patrick's Cathedral and the groom was sagging his pants enough for the entire church to see what kind of disgusting, dirty boxers he was wearing. Really? My best friend married that? This is the same girl who attended the best private schools and was wearing couture clothes before she could walk. I don't get it. I would blame it on the fact that he treats her like the princess she is, blah blah blah, but I'd be a liar if I did. I caught the guy cheating on her, told her about it, and she ignored it. And let's not mention his questionable behavior with the stripper at his bachelor party, according to Jackson. I don't even want to know what went on there. But besides the fact that he's a total loser and almost ruined his own wedding, it wasn't really that bad. I got through it, even if Jessica threw the damn flowers straight at my head as if it was some kind of sick joke. I didn't enjoy that, not one bit. Okay, well ..maybe I did, since Jackson inevitably caught the garter. How cliche, right? Tell me about it. It was a little awkward knowing WT Bobby was standing there looking at my leg with the garter on it though. Ew, I think I just threw up in my mouth a little.
With that being said, I'm finally back in Chitown and it is so damn good to be back! From what I can tell, there's a lot of stuff going on but none of it has to do with me. Thank GOD. La Trattoria is still standing after me being gone for the entire weekend and that's a huge relief. Good to know the cooks actually like it enough to not burn it down.
On another note, I didn't know Jack had moved out to New York. He said it was for work or something, who knows, but a little bit of a notice would have been nice. We're exes and all but I'd like to think we're over the whole awkward phase and can be friends now, so I got a little pissed that I had to find out over an IM. I guess that's life though. Seany is out there with his girlfriend, which means London and I have the entire apartment to ourselves! This makes me really happy. I don't know what we're going to do with the spare room but we'll figure it out.
Private;
Spending the weekend with Jackson was ..pretty damn amazing. We didn't fight. Not even once, not even a little bit. There was no bickering, just us. Content. And every time he put his arm around me, I got goosebumps. Hi, my name is Emma McMannis and I may be making a huge mistake. Wonderful.
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Amanda & Billie -- I miss you hookers. We need to do something.
Rhiana & Nessa -- I HAVE PICTURES!
London -- Seriously need to talk to yooou.
Jackson -- Stop by La Trattoria sometime this week. I'm having one of my chef's make a vegan pizza. It'll probably be gross and taste like cardboard, but it's right up your alley.
Edit: Sadie -- HI BFF! I HAVE A FUNNY STORY ABOUT YOUR DAD AND I.
And on a final note, Kings of Leon have completely stolen my heart. ♥
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