Huh.

Of all the emotions I thought I might feel three days before my wedding, I didn't really expect this one:

I'm kind of bored.

Everything is under control to the extent that it can be, and so there's really nothing to do except wait around for the wedding to happen. And it's near enough that if any weird family things happen[1], it's well within my power not to care[2] about smoothing things out for them.

Of course, that's not to say I'm not really excited for this weekend. But it's like flipping aimlessly through channels a half-hour before Lost or BSG. The next few hours or so until we leave[3] are basically brainless filler until the whoa begins.
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(1) A cousin deciding to ditch, or my brother-in-law suddenly deciding to attend.

(2) It's actually quite a lot of fun not to care.

(3) We're heading out Thursday afternoon with stealthmuffin, thomascantor, wavyarms, andltlbird; cute_fuzzy_evil and ethicsgradient will follow in the evening.