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Evidently LiveJournal makes me think of Derek. Or vice versa. I've mentioned him in the past few journal entries, and I hardly ever write in here. I miss him, and can't wait for our Chicago trip in May. I guess I'll devote this entry to him.
Derek William Puls is the weirdest friend ever. He trained me at work, was my supervisor for a year, then left. We haven't worked together for almost 3 years, and he's the only friend I've kept after they left the desk. He was there for me to talk about stupid shit, he was there when I had my issues with Joe, he was always around to cheer me up when my days were crappy. Yet, his vagueness and mysteriousness always kept him at arms length. He's so easily distracted. And smart. And funny. And tries to make his life sound way more interesting than it is. He would carry on for 10 minutes about how good his sandwich was. He has had multiple (six?) concussions. Maybe that explains the vagueness and distractedness. :P
But I love him. And I say that about a lot of girlfriends, not too many guy friends.
Even if we haven't talked in weeks, nothing is awkward.
I just called him, he didn't answer, so I didn't leave a message. He called back, kitty was sitting on my phone, so I didn't hear it. Got a voicemail. "Hey Yagerbombs, what's up girl? missed your call, hope you're ok. Hope you're not drunk. Hope you're safe. Call me back." What a tool. <3
Derek William Puls is the weirdest friend ever. He trained me at work, was my supervisor for a year, then left. We haven't worked together for almost 3 years, and he's the only friend I've kept after they left the desk. He was there for me to talk about stupid shit, he was there when I had my issues with Joe, he was always around to cheer me up when my days were crappy. Yet, his vagueness and mysteriousness always kept him at arms length. He's so easily distracted. And smart. And funny. And tries to make his life sound way more interesting than it is. He would carry on for 10 minutes about how good his sandwich was. He has had multiple (six?) concussions. Maybe that explains the vagueness and distractedness. :P
But I love him. And I say that about a lot of girlfriends, not too many guy friends.
Even if we haven't talked in weeks, nothing is awkward.
I just called him, he didn't answer, so I didn't leave a message. He called back, kitty was sitting on my phone, so I didn't hear it. Got a voicemail. "Hey Yagerbombs, what's up girl? missed your call, hope you're ok. Hope you're not drunk. Hope you're safe. Call me back." What a tool. <3