12:01 p.m. // 25 July 2005

My sister got married Saturday. Here is my wedding toast (or the gist of it, without the fumbling-ness and spur-of-the-moment-ness):

When Karen was a baby, she was always crying and whiny and mean. I thought they had made a mistake at the hospital -- that she was actually a boy. That's obviously not true. Instead, I'm glad to welcome Jon as my new brother.

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