Just a short post, bloggers! I'm waiting on a hot date, and my gorgeous escort, Debra, will be here to pick me up any minute. (Yes, I'm happily married, and no I'm not homosexual, but she's still a hot date.)
Anyhow, I met Debra when I was fourteen years old. My family (of gypsies) had just moved (again). I didn't know a soul in Mountain Heights Estate, and the only kids I saw were like 5. Quite certain my life was doomed, I spent a lot of time riding my bike round and round the block, hoping one of the kindergartners would magically sprout into puberty or something.
Then I saw them. Debra and her sister, struttin' down the road as if it were a runway.
And we've been friends ever since. Debra's sister (Dana) and I aren't so close, but she's a sweetie. Debra and I just clicked. No matter how much time we spend apart, the moment we're back together, we're thick as thieves again.
So, I'm off on a hot date with my dear friend of 13 YEARS! *gag* Having a friend for that long is definitely something I'm grateful for, but it makes me a little nauseous. OLDNESS!
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Old friends are awesome.
ReplyDeleteWe've had this conversation - I feel ancient when I think about how long I've some of my friends (20yrs. is the longest) . . .
ReplyDeleteYay for hot dates!
Apollo- Yes, they are.
ReplyDeleteAri- Yay for hot dates, and we're still cute. So...that means we're not too old yet. Right?!
It is a bit weird having really old friends. The longest I ever had was about 12 years. They know to much about you. They must be snuffed out.
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