T-minus 27 days till the wedding. NOTHING IS DONE. I shall be a mess. Not even a third of the people have sent their RSVPs. I have the need to do something, but here I sit, eating my fried eggs on toast, spanish rice, oranges, brownies, and yes, whoppers. I mean, hell, I've lost 23 pounds in 2 months. Eating like this. Mostly because, well, I
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