i love my friends. i really do. i have some of the most wonderful, ecclectic, intriguing personalities in my life. god knows i take them for granted far too often than i should, but i was struck with just how fucking honoured i am to have these people whom i can call friend. it’s almost like getting run over by a mack truck.
thank you, each and every one of you. whether you read this or not, i’m grateful for the chance to know you.
Oh my god. I think I’m going to puke!
We love you too, awesome one!
if you puke, i’m not going to seattle.
So, let me get this straight…if I go out and drink 2 or 3 gallons of tequila Saturday night and blow chunks so hard that some of them come out my nostrils, you aren’t going to Seattle?
no. if you puke because i express a genuine, heartfelt emotion, i won’t go to seattle.
Bless you!! That was a big sneeze!!
:)
Oh, and ditto Heater!!!
*smooch*
I (heart) Daisy!
muahaha.
watch out for the mack trucks!
awww