Another Sappy Interlude
True, we do bicker but you know what?
He's my best friend, my best colleague (creative and business, which is a rare thing), the funniest guy I've ever met, a frighteningly shrewd judge of character and has the sweetest soul (despite a healthy dose of Bark) you're ever likely to meet.
Plus, he takes me to Slayer concerts and The Sword shows and walks with me for hours through Brooklyn, holding my back-pack while I snap pictures of flowers and concrete. And when I ask him if he thinks my face is narrow? Doesn't call me crazy...
I win.
True, we do bicker but you know what?
He's my best friend, my best colleague (creative and business, which is a rare thing), the funniest guy I've ever met, a frighteningly shrewd judge of character and has the sweetest soul (despite a healthy dose of Bark) you're ever likely to meet.
Plus, he takes me to Slayer concerts and The Sword shows and walks with me for hours through Brooklyn, holding my back-pack while I snap pictures of flowers and concrete. And when I ask him if he thinks my face is narrow? Doesn't call me crazy...
I win.
posted by Minerva Jane at
10:51 AM
3 Comments:
Nice helmet. But it would cooler if it were purple.
(had to break the sappiness with inappropriate 13 year old boy humor)
you're cute.
Aw, isn't that lovely! He sounds like a good man.
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