Mark, I love you, you know that right? I mean, you’ve been a major pain- I mean PART – of my life for the last, what, 2.45 years? I feel like you and I have fostered a friendship that is going to weather many storms. I trust you with my fears and anxieties and excitement and feelings. You take care of my vehicle. I mean, we support eachother. You support me in wanting to go to Victoria, and I support you in wanting a VW bus from Washington. We get eachother, I mean, we both seem to think Jess is pretty great, that Prison Break is super intense, and that some things are better left unsaid. I feel like I can approach you about anything and that (potentially) you will respond in a way that I leave feeling as if I understand a little more. Basically, you’re like my Robin to my being Batman, in the event that I need some side-kickin’ (or savin’ the world). So Mark, can you please bring Jes home for my birthday? Please? That’s kinda all this is about. Heck, bring her down in your bus.
16 July 07 -- Monday at 11:15 pm
LOL Kate you’re hilarious! Love this entry!
19 July 07 -- Thursday at 6:10 am
kate, you need to just give up on that whole vic scene and come to calgary. it’s obvious