I was talking with some friends last night over a fine meal at Wendys,
and aside from the usual topics of:
kissing, school, kissing, funny stories, and kissing...
these were some of the things that were listed on the (quote)
"worth more than gold" list.

Number 1: Girls.
(but that's because the boy-girl ratio was 3:1)

Number 2: Mountain Dew.
(gross)

Number 3: James Bond.
(that's only because my friend Heaston was there)

Number 4: Fix & Mix frosites.
(yayayay)

Number 5: Friends.
(and i can definitely agree with that one)

but lately, my number one is:
sleep.

i love it. i love it. i lovvvvvvve it.

i love waking up at two in the morning knowing that my alarm
clock won't be going off for a while.
and i love it even more when i'm getting into bed
and it's not already two in the morning.

...

but i'm 20.

and sleep doesn't come often.

especially as a college student.

especially during finals week.

He's Home!

Winnie the Pooh once said,

"Some people care too much, I think it's called love."

(then I must really, really love them)

*and I have to say that I love you all, for your especially sweet comments last time (and the many times before)

And although there's nothing better than seeing old friends again, it's certainly just-as-great to make many new ones!

Until next time, I'm wishing you all a marvelous Summer day!

ps. heaston still loves chickens.

My Best Friend Comes Home Today.

My Very Best Friend 
in the WHOLE wide world comes home today  
and I haven't seen him for two WHOLE years!

This best friend of mine,
(who also falls into the-older-brother-I-never-had category)
is named Heaston Dahl.

*Since I assume that most of you who may be reading this do not know him, I would like to tell you why he is special:
*When there was not a lot to do on a Friday night, Heaston would buy beta fishes and put them in the same tank to see which one would eat the other first.
*He also had a strange liking for chickens, and as a senior in high school, spent his hard earned money on a chicken coop he could put in the backyard so he could have chickens of his own.
*He later became obsessed with kittens, and kept one in hiding who he named Anne Frank, until his mom forced him to get rid of it.
*And Last but certainly not least (because this truly is one of my favorite things about the kid): He is the kind of boy who only makes a girl cry because she is laughing too hard.

And after two WHOLE years, I get to see him in just TWO short hours...

Our plans (after alllll this time)?
Red Robin Bottomless fries & Mud Pie.

oh, happy day.