Ode to Friends
I don't have a bajillion friends, but the ones I have are of stellar quality...from spending a 12-14 hour day helping you pack your Uhaul, to actually going with you when you move across country...another friend lets me stay and eventually live with him when I'm trying to escape my crazy dyke ex-girlfriend AFTER I told him I never wanted to see him again...then there's the friend that you can drunk dial...hell, even barge into their place late in the night and they'll be glad to see you...and last but not least, there's the friend who is laying around her house comfortably, but when you call her sobbing, she will come DOWNTOWN to the WESTERN MOST WEST of the Loop in RUSH HOUR traffic to pick you up, go to the store and buy TWO bottles of wine and bring you to her house to talk...cry...then watch American Idol...that's just...well that's just indescribable.