stop talking about your bloody wedding all day in work, if i have to hear another minute of sugared almonds, teabags in glass vases, Jimmy Choo shoes, biscotti variations to serve after the meal, a day by day weather forecast of the day, name by name place settings of people I don't know, how it's your day, all about you and you are the princess (you are bloody 30 FCS get over yourself) I will SCREAAAAAMMMM!!!!
Sorry I had to get that off my chest and I didn't know any other way.
BTW i genuinely hope she enjoys her wedding, but the assumption that I am interested in the detail is just driving me crazy and I don't know how many more subject changes I can invent anymore.
and no I am not going, and no I am not bitter/jealous etc etc