posted by dave on Friday, February 8, 2008 at 12:08 AM in category daily
I just realized that she didn't even tell me the date of the wedding. I don't know if they've even set a date. Probably my birthday or something fucked-up like that.
It probably shouldn't matter. But dates are important to me, for some reason.
I want to know the date, so I can plan to be sad, and to have a legitimate reason for my sadness.
That will be pretty rare, I think.
I get to be sane, on that day.
Whenever it is.
