2001-06-13 :: 11:03 a.m.
Someone's having a birthday party this weekend, I think, and I was invited, which made me feel a little better about stuff. Something tells me it won't be a disaster. Sometimes, you have friends you don't see often at all for whatever reason, but when you do hang out finally, it's all good. I know Laurie was like that for me. I hadn't spoken to her in three years when I was in Chicago, but when we met up again, it was all running our shopping errands and art-supply-buying and diner talk like we hadn't had those three years apart. Lucky is a good magazine. I'm liking the orange striped triangle bikini.... Anyway. What was I saying? Oh, yeah, old friends. They're you're real-life photo albums; never let you forget the best and worst times. Remind you of all the different you's you've been. Something like that. |