She is hands-down one of the coolest people I have ever known, a true and wonderful friend, and I can’t express how lucky I am to have found her as a friend. Not even with an interpretive dance. Today is her last day at the big p-V, for which I shall be grateful for an extended period of time, though probably not eternally. She’s pursuing a goal, a dream. She’s also a damn fine sysad, and will be damn good at anything she puts her mind to, IMO. She has a future that is looking increasingly bright, unlike some other people that I don’t have to mention here so long as I flip my hair appropriately to indicate who’s referenced.
Yeah, I’m a little bit bad. But not very bad.
I’m so glad that Stevie’s home. It was lonely without him. And I’m also glad for the strawberry shortcake we had for Scott’s birthday yesterday – YUM! And I’m also also glad that I got my bike back from Hank and Frank’s and that it’s not difficult to ride anymore. Yippie! Maybe there’s something to that brake-rubbing theory after all.
No, really, moose bites can be really nasty!