I have so much crap to buy in preparation for this wedding.

I'm leaning towards a pair of ivory-colored Chinese Laundry peep-toe shoes. I bought a pair of CL's last weekend and they fit my weird feet real well.

I need to get another strapless bra because the one I bought a couple of months ago gives me droopy quad-boob. My size is hard to find though. I'll probably get an Elle MacPherson one in 32C or D (I usually wear a 30C or D) because both the band and cup size run small. The last Elle MacPherson I bought that was labeled in my size was TINY TINY TINY. I had to give it to my younger sister. :(

Need new foundation, primer, and all that jazz.

On an unrelated note, I had an awful hypoglycemic attack today at work. I stopped just shy of passing out. I had all of the other symptoms though; extreme hunger, hot/cold flashes, lethargy, apathy, eyes glazing over, nausea, abdomen pain, irritability, the whole works. I bought a bottle of Gatorade from the soda machine around that time, and I couldn't open it. I was damned close to throwing it against the wall. When I went home on lunch break, I devoured almost everything that microwaveable in the fridge in a matter of minutes.

That song I'm listening to now? I've been listening to it all day.

"They've been taken away! They've been taken away! Billy was a bright one, Tommy's off his head. Mother loved them both the same, at least that's what she said. I don't predict the future, I don't care about the past. Send them off to DSS, now you've had your chance. The poison stole your babies, the judges took your rights. You can have your children or the night."