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Saturday, December 22, 2007 at 9:04 AM

When your ass is 30m hanging in the air, I've trusted Jo with my life, and when I've encountered blue screen of death, I've dialed his emergency line. Yes, Jo is the man - mr rock climbing tech suppoort although, thankfully not at the same time. Tonight is his second wedding (same marriage, second party) and I'm honoured to be a part of it (even though it means I have to do some work at the reception desk). I saw bits of the first wedding video and I definitely had pangs of jealousy that I wasn't there, because everyone else was and damn it it looked like a whole lot of fun even though it was meant to be a formal affair. Tonight's affair is at his old hostel at uni, so I'll be wearing my 12-year-old orientation t-shirts... they still fit.

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