Time: 10:00 in the morning, two days before my day of origin.
I look at the sleeping faces of these six men, all squished up against their pillows and drooling over my nice new sheets and pillows. I smile as my eyes flow over the contours of their visages, how stupid they all look all contorted to hilarously awkward positions as they try to fit themselves on my couches. Who are these slumbering men, mouths littered with pieces of potato chip and funyun, who lay prone around my living room?
My friends. And I couldn't be happier. I popped out of the computer room to ask one (And consequently, the only other that is awake right now) what I should love. First he suggested bunnies, I asked again. He told me to write abouthow much I love the loyalty of my friends. So I am.
I know the chances are you all will never end up reading this, and I know that most of you probably wouldn't care if you did. But I want to thank you all right here and now: The friendship you all provide me has been unfathomably vital in the creation of the person I am today. Without all of your guidance and support I could never have never become me, and so I consider you all like, fathers, brothers, common idiots, fellow DnD'ers, accomplices, allies, advisors, rivals,
And above all: Friends.
I bestow the highest of my affections for all of you, for without you there is no me.
Thanks.
 The Vansin · Sat May 20, 2006 @ 03:15pm · 4 Comments |
