Wednesday, November 08, 2006

another voicemail

one of my best friends of all time, erika, lives in denver.

normally, this is a fact that makes me quite sad.
but today i got a voicemail from erika, which went like this:


i just wanted to call you and tell you that it's, like, 11 a.m. here and i'm still...probably drunk and i'm most definitely the most hungover person on earth right now and i thought you, of all people, could truly, truly appreciate that. i think that if we would have been together last night we would probably have had to make-out at the bar,* and i most definitely would have tried to make you make-out with my boyfriend. ugh. talk to you later.

so, while i'm still very sad that i don't get to see my friend very often, i would like to take this moment to admit that--had we continued to live in the same state, we may or may not have survived to this ripe, old age of 28. it's really a toss-up.

p.s.
erika, i miss you and i hope you're feeling better by now.

*it has been alleged that, when we were much younger, erika and i used to be those annoying girls that would kiss each other at the bar in order to secure free drinks from horny young men. there may or may not be pictoral evidence to support these allegations. but, of course, i'll never tell.

1 comment:

Erika said...

According to me you are the queen of the world!