Mr. B. , I LIKE YOU. You pass yourself off as a lazy college student, but I think you've got the smarts, mister. You inspired me to blog with your crazy-ass pictures and your ridiculous stories. I almost peed in my pants when you linked me, I was so happy!
RP, I always tell students' parents not to live vicariously through their children, but damn girl! I just don't have the energy to keep up with you! I am addicted to your updates. I always want to know what you do next!
A Rose by any other name would NOT smell as sweet. I appreciate your honesty. Your humor. Your candid writing. And, you've got a bucket of fucket. Curse words, mmmm...YUM!
RACHEL! is like the girl at the party who I never want to leave because she's got me laughing so hard I swear that I have lost 10 pounds, all from my hips and butt. She will also stand up for you to anyone. This, after being married to TSS, I deeply APPRECIATE.
A. I like you. You're a teacher. You're sarcastic. You suffer with me at the Master's goal. You like me. What's not to like? I LIKE YOU.
The Pieman . You probably don't know why I call you that, but it's okay. You RECOMMENDED me to a group! You live in Hong Kong! You made sure that I had a home! You write smart! *HEE* Poke. Poke. I like you.
And YOU! You SEND me stuff! Good stuff! Hell, I might even love you! In a completely unstalkerish way, you know?
Ratey-0!! Too bad you're not Mexican, but I LIKE YOU anyway. You ADAMANTLY proclaim your LIKE for my writing. BIG HEAD. BIG HEAD. You make my happy soar.
NBM, I stalk you like celery. I think you're funny. Your sense of humor reminds me of a crisp, clean dollar bill - which happens to be one of my favorite things. I want to send you one of those notes. Will you be my friend? Check yes or no. But I want to cross out the NO, because if you checked no, I think I would deflate. Like a box of peeps if you leave them open for two years.
J Witty. Smart. Beautiful. And utterly graceful while dealing with the wrath of that whiny bitch, Kell. WHO I WILL NOT LINK, BECAUSE She offends me more than J-Kwon. But J, J SHINES. Her writing, her design, HER MOXY. If I were a little girl, I would want to grow up and be her. Which is kind of scary. And psycho. I want to send her the friend note, too.
M. I like you. I don't know you very well, but I like you. I read your blog, and I like you. You add me to your friends list, and I LIKE YOU. Hey. Did I tell you that I like you?
Teejmahal You don't know me either, but I LIKE YOU. You are engaging and funny and brilliant. I wait for your updates anxiously, because I never know what the hell you're going to say, and HEY! I love spontaneity.
MADFISH. I REALLY like you. Your life intrigues me. You made my new house look like a home. Which you really didn't have to do. At all.
PM, you hold the keys to the whole damn thing. Your efforts are tireless. I don't really think I've met somebody who is as good as you are - making people happy. Selflessly.
3leg I REALLY like you. A LOT. I think you are funny, and honest, and compassionate. I find these qualities very appealing in a male. Also, you shot up your ex father in law's boat. I just want to stand next to you. I like you.
TT I LIKE YOU! You live in Japan! With me! You are witty! Smart! Funny! And you document everything! WITH PICTURES! I LIKE! I LIKE! I BUY! I BUY!
She-Dork I LIKE YOU. I think you're brilliant. Vibrant. Resilient. Funnyent.
Surfcat, you don't have a webpage, BUT I LIKE YOU! You ALWAYS leave me comments, which as you know, make me INSANELY happy. And you are always complimentary. Which, as you know, is the key to my female heart! BLOG, dammnit! You're like Zorro.
Damn, where does the time go when I'm kissing everybody's butt? I've got to leave in 2 hours, and the house is a shitass mess. Rachel told me to do laundry, but of course I didn't listen, because I don't do what you tell me if it is a good thing for me to do. Tell me to jump off a building, I'm there! If you want me to like you too, well, I probably already do.
Airport day. Airport Day. YAYYY!
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