To an amazing, lasting friend . . . finally, an update.
"I'm so weird, Life is so weird, People are so weird." (Fine, so you didn't say boys are weird.)
"Everything you say is wrong . . . and you're just weird!"
"I still beat myself up for the things I did twenty five years ago."
"He's too good looking for me to make a fool of myself in front of!"
"You need to find your happy place."
"Marshmellows are the building blocks of life."
"And what kind of bread would you suggest with this?"
"The white ones . . . what happened to the white ones?"
"Uhh . . . sir? I believe you have my jingle bell."
"You're just stuck in the Civil War!"
Exploding luminaries . . . which I am determined to still have at my wedding.
And of course, Day Quil. So many scary moments packed into one tiny bottle.
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