My friend Laurel (a roommate from back in Hawaii) got married last month and she had a reception here in Utah yesterday. I had really wanted to be there for her wedding, but it just wasn't meant to be. Stupid jobs and vacation days and money and travel time. I am glad I at least got to see her yesterday for a bit to say congratulations and give her a hug though. Why do most of my good friends have to live so far away?
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