Friends
I wish Felts were here. If Felts were here we would have this conversation:
(Felts): Hey, what are you drinking?
(Me): Pina Coladas Light.
(Felts): WTF? What the hell is that?
(Me): Pina Colada without the coconut or the pineapple.
(Felts): ...
(Felts): So you're drinking straight rum?
(Me): No. Yes. Maybe.
(Felts): You're a freaking idiot. *throws smelly shoe*
I miss you Felts. Seriously.
I have been thinking about this. I'm learning important life lessons here in Milwaukee.
The most important one is the value of friendship.
I always bitched about not having very many friends, or my friends never having time for me, or me never having time for them, or whatever, but they were great. Not having them around sucks.
Jay: I love you bro. Over Christmas break you've got to beat me in the head with a stick. I'm going crazy up here in the snowy wasteland of Nador with nobody to freaking hit me with sticks. OMG. Must get armor and go to CAM fighter practice.
Suzy: I love you too sis. Miss you bunches!
Felts: OMG DUDE. I never realized how reliant I was on having you around. Hey lets go to Walmart. Hey lets go get pizza. Hey dumbass quit being a fucking emo kid and lets go to class already. I'm totally lost without you man! Nobody has thrown a shoe at me in months! I knew I was used to having you around after four years, but I totally expect you to walk in here any minute to bitch about Middleton or tell me to quit being an idiot on LJ. I have booze and you're not here. It sucks!
I'm all about solitude and stuff. I love having my alone time. But I totally have to have somebody to talk to. I'm a gossipy little bitch. Ask Felts he knows. So much stupid crap goes through my head. I have to unload it on somebody. Poor hobbit got an earful over Thanksgiving.
Only a week until I get to see you folks in AR. Yay me.
When I get back to Milwaukee I have to establish some kind of social network.
(Felts): Hey, what are you drinking?
(Me): Pina Coladas Light.
(Felts): WTF? What the hell is that?
(Me): Pina Colada without the coconut or the pineapple.
(Felts): ...
(Felts): So you're drinking straight rum?
(Me): No. Yes. Maybe.
(Felts): You're a freaking idiot. *throws smelly shoe*
I miss you Felts. Seriously.
I have been thinking about this. I'm learning important life lessons here in Milwaukee.
The most important one is the value of friendship.
I always bitched about not having very many friends, or my friends never having time for me, or me never having time for them, or whatever, but they were great. Not having them around sucks.
Jay: I love you bro. Over Christmas break you've got to beat me in the head with a stick. I'm going crazy up here in the snowy wasteland of Nador with nobody to freaking hit me with sticks. OMG. Must get armor and go to CAM fighter practice.
Suzy: I love you too sis. Miss you bunches!
Felts: OMG DUDE. I never realized how reliant I was on having you around. Hey lets go to Walmart. Hey lets go get pizza. Hey dumbass quit being a fucking emo kid and lets go to class already. I'm totally lost without you man! Nobody has thrown a shoe at me in months! I knew I was used to having you around after four years, but I totally expect you to walk in here any minute to bitch about Middleton or tell me to quit being an idiot on LJ. I have booze and you're not here. It sucks!
I'm all about solitude and stuff. I love having my alone time. But I totally have to have somebody to talk to. I'm a gossipy little bitch. Ask Felts he knows. So much stupid crap goes through my head. I have to unload it on somebody. Poor hobbit got an earful over Thanksgiving.
Only a week until I get to see you folks in AR. Yay me.
When I get back to Milwaukee I have to establish some kind of social network.