7.03.2008

mush.

Do you have a best friend? I sure do. I hope yours is someone that you can call when you make decisions that are in the ethically gray-but-closer-to-black area, like mine is. Sure, she'll laugh at me for a few weeks, but she always says, "Bitch, you know I understand. Remember that one time that I...?" Someday when the books are written, we'll be referred to as The Freak and The Scandal Maker.

On a separate yet related note, I must admit I'm enjoying this whole "Duluth-in-Minneapolis" phase that seems to be happening.


Chin - Fat - me - Fuller - Staab - BFF

It's almost as if we're grown up people who are acting like children, but I think, more accurately, we're children pretending to be grown-ups. I like it better that way, actually.

Comments:
awwwww.

big mushy hearts from your BFF.

<3 <3 <3
 
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