AIM

Dear Ray,

I just read an old blog post from one of my friends where she talks about missing her best (boy) friend. He, like you, got married, and she was told that her place was far, far away.

So, not so similar, since I ran away before you even met the girl you married. But it made me sad. She talked about how long they had been friends, and it made me miss you.

You're on AIM right now. You and BPJ - one of my Dot Indian friends out here - are the only two people I know who use AIM anymore. Some old high school people do, I'm sure, but I only ever see you two on. I wonder if I'm still on your buddy list.

I wonder if "it" can be fixed - if I can ever not be mad at you for why things went wrong, if you can ever believe that I'm not pinning for you.

Probably not.

I re-read that first post - LAME. This is what happens when I don't get enough sleep, people.

I have so much roommate trauma-drama-rama going on right now. I'll have to tell you about it, I think you'd like it. Remember Jane, that bitch ass roommate? I remember you said something along the lines of "With love for you and hate for Jane" in an email or phone call - that always cracked me up.

Freaking late night posts - they aren't funny or anything, they're just whiney. But I have been feeling better, more like the old me. I'm a bit of the jerk old me, now we just need to get me to jerk/kind old me. The jerk part is my humor - I'm funny dark. I promise I'll be funny dark on here soon...

OH - Just have to add... SO IN LOVE with the guy who plays Robin Hood from the BBC version. Yeah, I'm a total English television addict. I get the giggles every time he's on. Jensen Ackles from Supernatural is the only other person I get like that for. Hehe, I'm so lame, I squeal and giggle through all the new episodes, even though I watch with my hand in front of the screen, moving it away, then back, then away, then back whenever there's GGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

I can't even stand Grey's Anatomy because of that. YUCK.

With love,
- M