REFLECTIONS: You have listened to me cry & scream. You showed up at my house twice. Once just because I was having a rough time and you are just a good soul. Here's to middle-of-the-workweek lunches & tacos in MPLS. Here's to laughing until we hurt re: SHALALLOWS/LGIO+3x06, Christmas decorations, and 2x NYC meetups. We have learned each other’s keyboard smash languages & you’re one of my favorite people on earth. I am so grateful to 2018 for bringing us together. Here's to a beautiful 2019.
I’m mad at you because you made me cry. I don’t like emotions nor do I like pretending to be an overtly emotional person, but whatever. You’re cool, you put up with me. Thanks for sharing your dog and always picking me up by the trash can. And for holding my hair in NYC. (You’re the real MVP over that still.) I told you, I’m showing up at some point next month, I will let you know when. I’ll bring the tequila, you bring the mimosa and the Boris... Auntie Waffs misses him. You’re one of my only favorite parts of 2018. Let’s hope Waffles gets her shit together in 2019. (LOL MORE LIKE NOT LOSE SOMETHING IN AN AIPORT OR HER DEBIT CARD.)
