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07 June 2008 @ 07:53 pm
I'm still alive. Well...sort of.  
Sorry for the lack of updates.  Bella and I have been especially busy...but not in the way I'd like to be.  *sigh*

Masturbating loses its appeal when it's done thirty-seven times a day.  It's ridiculous!  I've been working on a new song for the band, but I just can't decide what to write it about.  Meanwhile, Alice has been stalking   following me around asking stupid questions about what to serve at the wedding reception.  Sorry, dear sister, but WTF?  I don't eat.  How the hell should I know what kind of meat to serve?  And I couldn't care less about soup or salad.  And stop asking about champagne.  I can't drink champagne and neither can Bella; she's only 18.

Which kind of makes me feel like a pedofile.  But still, go with the sparkling grape juice.  Charlie's a cop.

Anyway, Emmett's been bothering me with stuff about my bachelor's party--ugh.  

Why won't my family realize that the only thing I actually care about is the wedding night, if ya know what I mean? ;)  I can't sleep, but even if I could, I think that's one night that would remain sleepless.

Fare thee well,
Edward

P.S. I've developed a strange love for reggaeton.  Dame mas gasolina!
 
 
Current Mood: hornyhorny
Current Music: Gasolina by Daddy Yankee (hollerrrrr)
 
 
 
Emma Louisefoxxy_moron on June 8th, 2008 12:09 am (UTC)
loll!!!!!! 37 times a day? good job!
Steph: (Twilight) Emmett & Rosemake_me_irish on June 8th, 2008 12:40 am (UTC)
The words 'too much information' spring to mind, dear Brother.

Had you not felt the need to tell the word via this journal I could've existed happily without this knowledge. I don't pity Alice for forseeing things like this, or Jasper having to feel it.

Just be a man, Tell Bella enough is enough, I can have a nice sisterly chat with her if you'd like :)