From the Astors-Beechwood mansion’s page: “The base rental fee for 150 or less people on a Saturday evening (8:00 p.m. to 12:00 midnight) in 2002 is $6,800.00. This fee includes: set-up, break-down, butler, parking coordinators (not valet), and coat check. Also included are in-house party consultation, such as specialized itineraries and seating charts, and a supervisor in attendance for your entire event.” Yes, I’ll take that package. Let me go sell a kidney first, and I’ll have the check to you by Friday.The fact that the Biltmore doesn’t list prices on its page both scares the shit out of me, and leads me to believe that I could not, under any circumstances, afford it. Because y’know, I’ve only got one kidney, and the other was sold to the Astor’s.Heh. Releasing doves at the wedding? with my luck, one would shit on me.I did manage to find a DJ though. I think so anyway. I’ve gotta give his info to my mom. I considered getting the same guy that dj’ed my prom, but then I remembered that he sucked, and most of the time the football team made fun of him for sucking so badly. All I know is that whatever dj we end up getting, we get him to play the Electric Slide. It’s the only dance I can do, and there’s nothing funnier than seeing all my uncles trying to shake their groove things to impress bridesmaids.

From the Astors-Beechwood mansion’s page: “The base rental fee for 150 or less people on a Saturday evening (8:00 p.m. to 12:00 midnight) in 2002 is $6,800.00. This fee includes: set-up, break-down, butler, parking coordinators (not valet), and coat check. Also included are in-house party consultation, such as specialized itineraries and seating charts, and a supervisor in attendance for your entire event.” Yes, I’ll take that package. Let me go sell a kidney first, and I’ll have the check to you by Friday.The fact that the Biltmore doesn’t list prices on its page both scares the shit out of me, and leads me to believe that I could not, under any circumstances, afford it. Because y’know, I’ve only got one kidney, and the other was sold to the Astor’s.Heh. Releasing doves at the wedding? with my luck, one would shit on me.I did manage to find a DJ though. I think so anyway. I’ve gotta give his info to my mom. I considered getting the same guy that dj’ed my prom, but then I remembered that he sucked, and most of the time the football team made fun of him for sucking so badly. All I know is that whatever dj we end up getting, we get him to play the Electric Slide. It’s the only dance I can do, and there’s nothing funnier than seeing all my uncles trying to shake their groove things to impress bridesmaids.

From a dj website (damn this wedding bullshit!):”Unlimited time up to 6 hours…”Now, maybe it’s just me, but that makes no sense. If it’s up to 6 hours, say it’s up to 6 hours, not “Unlimited time up to 6 hours”And they’re all fucking expensive as hell. Maybe if I offer to redo their shitty websites they’ll give me a discount.

From a dj website (damn this wedding bullshit!):”Unlimited time up to 6 hours…”Now, maybe it’s just me, but that makes no sense. If it’s up to 6 hours, say it’s up to 6 hours, not “Unlimited time up to 6 hours”And they’re all fucking expensive as hell. Maybe if I offer to redo their shitty websites they’ll give me a discount.

this from the guy who chats with me once a month, only to tell me I’m a slob…Lespunk: you have a cable moden?Sheleycoat: yepLespunk: oopsLespunk: I am not a stalker…and wont become one….can i call you…I swear it wont take 5 minutes…and I will never call youLespunk: againSheleycoat: nope :-)Lespunk: gayLespunk: you don’t believe I am for realLespunk: as in not calling againSheleycoat: No, I just don’t give out my number to random people.Lespunk: but thats okLespunk: I am not randomLespunk: but im sure if I gave myy # yo wouldn’t foot the billSheleycoat: If you gave me your number, I wouldn’t call you. I don’t like talking on the phone. Especially with people I don’t know.Lespunk: what ever…thanks for helpingLespunk: and for your information…I am not a fatty chaser…and am not infatuated with youSheleycoat: I never said you were, did I?Lespunk: you think I am a freakLespunk: im notSheleycoat: I said no such thing.Lespunk: just needed someone to talk toSheleycoat: I said I don’t give my number out. 3 people have my number.Lespunk: what ever