It's A Psychobilly Freakout!!

My stress levels are at maximum capacity.

The wedding very soon and I have a ginormous list of things to do - there is not enough time in the world. Especially considering we are retarded and decided to give out kitchen a bit of a reno only 8 weeks out from 'the big day'.

I'm freaking out. James is mostly unhelpful - getting him to do anything involves asking him about 10 times and for all the hassles of nagging I may as well have just done whatever it is myself in the first place. There is no initiative there and sometimes I feel like he is my son instead of my boyfriend. A big argument the other day actually erupted with me shouting - "I am not your mother". You have to be scared when that happens. I have turned into a screaming, shouting, nagging, crying Bridezilla. Is it wrong that I can actually watch that show and sympathise with some of the girls?

Everything is ok though, nothing can break us. We will get through this because I can sure as hell tell you this now - I am never getting married again. I think people think there is drama when we fight but we only do it for the great sex afterwards.

RAGH! Invitations go out this week. If you don't get one don't take it personally, it just means we don't love you :)

If I Were A Simpsons Character...

Haha. You can do this here.