My brother killed my post-wedding buzz cause he was a pill that weekend and he later told me he "felt like a prop" because I made him be in so many pictures and ride the limo to the venue with me while I was making NERVOUS chit chat with the day-of-coordinator. My boss killed my post-wedding buzz by assigning me the most brain blowing project that no one else wanted to do. Yes I worked a 14-hr day today. My mom killed my post wedding buzz by sending the local paper a really craptastic picture of me from the wedding without telling me. Your turn...