Euphorique
Something was on my mind at dinner. David noticed, and mentioned I looked preoccupied. I had an idea, but couldn't be sure until I got home and went through some email from way back when. That's when I discovered it.
"It snowed, kids. Lordy, did it snow."
Those words and the above photograph introduced me to the wonderful world of you five years ago. Five freaking years, this month.
For half a decade we've conversed through email, IM, text, and countless phone conversations. You hosted my site for me for a bit when I needed the space, listened to me whine about any and every problem I've ever faced, and kissed the Bambino countless times on my behalf.
And for this, LDSA, I thank you.
Here's to five hundred and fifty-five more years of friendship. Cheers.
"It snowed, kids. Lordy, did it snow."
Those words and the above photograph introduced me to the wonderful world of you five years ago. Five freaking years, this month.
For half a decade we've conversed through email, IM, text, and countless phone conversations. You hosted my site for me for a bit when I needed the space, listened to me whine about any and every problem I've ever faced, and kissed the Bambino countless times on my behalf.
And for this, LDSA, I thank you.
Here's to five hundred and fifty-five more years of friendship. Cheers.
Honey, trust me, I am working on it. I just need to confirm my ability to travel to Chicago with a certain someone at the end of April. He will be in conferences all day, whereas I can spend time with a certain LDSA gabbing over ’tinis.
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