texts: The Hinchberger wedding. </s> <s> Let me think...  Hordes of men in tuxedos.  Everyone's droning.  Ludwell's trying to break the ice by reciting an off-color limerick... </s> <s> I'll send your regrets.  Honestly, why must I even bother?
labels: Because, if you don't know about society, you don't have the satisfaction of avoiding it.