I went to a wedding in California. That's where I've been. Anyway, it was interesting. The bride and groom seemed to be very nice people. Socially graceful, and deeply in love. The way they looked at one-another when they made their vows was pricelessly sweet. Ha, if anyone could see me now there would be misty clouds of hope in my eyes. Someday, I will have that too. Anyway, what surprised me was what happened after that. The groom's little brother is dating a girl a lot younger than him; he is twenty, and she is sixteen. And the bride didn't like her at all. But seriously, she's twenty-four and the girlfriend is sixteen. Who should be more on the mature side? Eh, anyway, from the wedding, they stopped to Safeway to grab some stuff for the after-party. And the girlfriend just happened to be there. So the bride got all mad, and jumped out of the limo and started cussing and yelling at her. She didn't mean to be there, and she was very sweet, and didn't fight back. What a way to ruin a wedding! Grudges are so terrible sometimes. I hope I never end up holding one.