Diary Logs of a Prenuptial Agreement 2: Best Man.

When I was little -uh- I was told that at a wedding you -um... You would have a maid of honor and a best man for the bride and groom. It made sense to me. The bride would make their best friend the maid of honor and the groom would make their best friend the best man. It all seemed... Seemed pretty normal to me... I'm thirty now, no boyfriend, and being told to wear a tuxedo for a friend's wedding.

Life certainly is strange, right? Heh-heh-heh-heh... Ehhhhh... I just -mmm- I just... I really, really, REALLY love my friends. They're like family to me. I consider anyone family if my cats like them. Heh-heh-ehhh... But... I-I don't know. It's sort of compromising. I'm used to compromise, but... Hmph.

I suppose it's not that big a deal. I'll be happy to be there at the wedding... My only problem would be that Vinyl strong armed me into the agreement. ALL of the agreement... As the Best "Man" I need to bring a date. That won't be so hard... I've only spent twenty years of my life looking for a date; maybe these last two weeks will fit the charm. Heh-heh-heh-ehhhh...