*sighs happily*
Karl took me out to lunch today, to Eddie Martini's. Non milwaukee folks - that is a very, very, very nice restaurant. We had champagne and I had beff stroganoff which was amazing. We chatted, had fun, and it was a great time.
It's very strange, that at the part on Saturday, I had taken the events as sort of a death knell of our friendship, and instead it was the turning point that put it back on track.
So next time you are feeling like you are slipping away from a friend, I guess just put yourself in a room full of other people and try to out embarrass eachother.
I wonder why that worked? Are we both secret masochists that hide behind a veneer of ego-mania? Perhaps, perhaps.
It's very strange, that at the part on Saturday, I had taken the events as sort of a death knell of our friendship, and instead it was the turning point that put it back on track.
So next time you are feeling like you are slipping away from a friend, I guess just put yourself in a room full of other people and try to out embarrass eachother.
I wonder why that worked? Are we both secret masochists that hide behind a veneer of ego-mania? Perhaps, perhaps.