I'm known for a few things, some of which I'm actually proud of. I am proud to say that I have a gajillion best friends. This is no exaggeration. Its an accurate estimation of the present number as well as a glimpse into the exponential potential of the future. They live everywhere: Wales, Madagascar, Thailand, Serbia, the US, etc. The point of all this is to say: just wait, we'll be best best friends soon enough.
I do, however, have one super duper, first and foremost, has to really suffer for the cause, take one for the team, constant cheerleader, listener of long stories, always has to make me laugh, irritates me beyond measure, first call after my momma, loser to my winner, keeps me on my toes, pretends to like my quirks, doozy of a Best Friend. His name is Ryan. Although after all that, it seems like it should be something way cooler or more unusual. You can blame that on my way with words.
For all my Serbia peeps, he's in America. For all my 'merican buddies, you'll meet him when I'm back in April. For everyone else: I've stuck a photo on the bottom of this post. I can't really tell you how awesome he is because I try not to get too mushy. It really doesn't suit me. So I'll just snidely admit that he blackmailed me for this entry by offering to edit my blog posts after it is published. A service I desperately need. Randi, this is an instance of constructive criticism that from anyone else would've been way too harsh. Instead, it sums up our best friendedness. We make each other better and more awesome. If that is even possible.
I do, however, have one super duper, first and foremost, has to really suffer for the cause, take one for the team, constant cheerleader, listener of long stories, always has to make me laugh, irritates me beyond measure, first call after my momma, loser to my winner, keeps me on my toes, pretends to like my quirks, doozy of a Best Friend. His name is Ryan. Although after all that, it seems like it should be something way cooler or more unusual. You can blame that on my way with words.
For all my Serbia peeps, he's in America. For all my 'merican buddies, you'll meet him when I'm back in April. For everyone else: I've stuck a photo on the bottom of this post. I can't really tell you how awesome he is because I try not to get too mushy. It really doesn't suit me. So I'll just snidely admit that he blackmailed me for this entry by offering to edit my blog posts after it is published. A service I desperately need. Randi, this is an instance of constructive criticism that from anyone else would've been way too harsh. Instead, it sums up our best friendedness. We make each other better and more awesome. If that is even possible.
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| Yes, that is my Jumpy Slide face. |
Way to butter him up so he will send you a package.
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AGAIN!!! The beautiful aunt didn't get to experience the jumpy slide. :( I'm sure that it wouldn't have hurt my back.
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