narcolepsy is for lovers

Hanna and i went to dinner tonight and of course we fought over who got to pay the bill. then we went to Starbucks and yet again we fought over who got to pay the bill. i swear if i wasn't just at her wedding i would swear that we were married.

speaking of which, though, why do my friends suddenly feel the need to go off and get married?

i hope she makes it home without falling asleep at the wheel. i hear she's gone narcoleptic on me...