My friend Lori is getting married today — at a pub! And I am sadly going to miss it because I’m here in Buenos Aires trying to entertain myself. And failing. I am so gutted.
I met Lori when we both worked at Bridgepoint. She was the director of environment and planning and I was a miserable communications specialist working for some mentally unbalanced woman who once exited the washroom with her skirt tucked into her panty-hose. Oh good times.
Lori I wanted to write to say I wish you all the luck in the whole world. Mike is a great guy and I know the two of you will be happy together, because you already are. Have a drink for me and say hi to the gang. I’m going to miss you today that’s for sure. No one drinks here! It’s nuts. I need you with me, no one gets messy drunk with me like you do. I miss getting messy drunk.