Hit Me Baby, One More Time.....

So yet another wedding today. (I mean I was actually IN one this time.)

Thankfully, after this one I don't feel depressed and my life doesn't seem much different (once AGAIN I'm thinking about ME ME ME......to heck with other people's feelings). After Andrew's wedding I think I went home and just went to bed. It kinda made me feel sick inside b/c I knew things would be different.

And, to make it better this is also a recent wedding in which I was NOT told by the mom of the bride that "It should have been me up there....I was the one she should have married."

And yes....I am dead serious when I tell you that at least 2 (two) moms have said that to me/about me while at a wedding in the past few years. It seems like there is one more, but I can't think of it right now. I'm probably just being pretentious or pompous or both or whatever.

But no, I think it was cool and I wasn't reminded of how some people are just meant to be happy yet I have to bear this burden of being unhappy forever. BUUUTTTTTTT....in the second series of "Spaced," Brian finds out that if he is actually happy and dating Twist....he loses any inspiration for his [bleak] art. Maybe that's what I'm meant to do. I'm supposed to videotape people's weddings, and out of frustration for the happiness that they have, I strive to make their video look as good as I want it to be (wishing that I were in their places) and it turns out excellent.

Either that or they have poor lighting and it looks like crap.