DUUUUDDDEEEE, whatta sweet weekend...

Well, I canceled my flight, but that was ok... I did lots of shopping for Jess, and didn't buy a GD thing. JC helped and was a gem as always. Best part was Sunday night. Have you ever felt like you really can't get closer to someone, then it happens anyway, and you love it? That's my Sunday night. It's nice having a curfew breaker/partner in crime... that can do with you what they can't do with anyone else... Something that takes trust... Something sacred, something raw... Yes, you guessed it, I mean farting.

Yes folks, farting is normally a secret thing, not shared when around the opposite sex. But holy shit can JC rip a fat squeaky one when she wants too!! I was GLAD we were outside at 4AM! And yes, she even pulled my finger and I showed her what a REAL man sounds like, when cutting cheese.

Wasn't that just fucked?

Beyond that, it truly was a special night who's date I will never forget. Evening of 2-2-03, morning of 2-3-03. Dream journals, memories, loss, loved ones, the past, and our futures. Shopping, dinner, good food, perfect company. I'm a rich man, and I'd continue to be a rich man even with out one cent to my name.

Love you sweets, always. We have lots of living to do.

Seriously, how did I end up with a girlfriend that tries really hard, and a best friend that is so much more then I could ask for, or quite frankly is more then I'd ever deserve? It took 5 years to find it, I'm NOT letting it go. This was the best weekend in MONTHS, and it was really the last 2 hours that truly did the trick. AWESOME, just awesome. Back to the rat race children, or bed time in this case... night night.