Ok, i know that when i was drunk, i wanted to post about DJ, but i don't think i will.. i've told the story 3 times already, twice when drunk, and twice to one person. ridiculous, and they can fill you in if you want to know about Dan. frankly, just thinking about making him read the story again.. makes me cringe.
woke up this morning, on top of my phone (again). there's a sentance you never think you'll be able to say (and usually hope you won't). i love that i can say that. i got woken up from some thought waves from faraway - someone had thought, "i wish i knew if she was awake, so i could call her," and that brainwave reached my completely hungover brain, and jolted it, and i woke up, rolled off of my phone, and called.
any similarity between his blog and mine in our first-thing-posts is completely coincidental - because i refuse to look at his before i get my first thoughts out. i get a little thrill from seeing he was thinking the same things ;).