Since moving to Monroe, I'm slowly learning that in order to make friends...I actually need to be a friend. And as Taylor can attest, Rodan is not a good friend. I forget Birthdays, special occaisons, I zone out if you talk to me too long...I'm sure Taylor will add to this list.
So when I got an invitation from Professor Doctor Band Director to go watch Professor Doctor Scot play in a Trio at the University of Lab Mice I was a bit hesitant. It was a school night...I was gonna be tired...blah blah blah...but these guys are my friends here...and I need to show support.
Well...I went. And not only did Professor Doctor Scot play wonderfully...I had a good time. I had forgotten
how much I enjoyed doing things that are outside of my routine.Taylor...maybe there is hope for me yet...just don't go booking my ticket to Gay Camp yet...
I don' t have a pretty pic to associate with the post...so I'm just gonna insert a squirrel trying to get a nut...outside of my office window on the 5th Floor.
4 comments:
Faggot.
:)
I love you.
And you are a good friend, you just need to tone up a bit on your skills.
You know, like your ass.
At least youre trying, which is nothing to sneeze at. :)
Rodan, admitting you have a problem is the first step. We all are guilty for "Bad Friendisms" Just think...John Goodman thinks we all are her friends...
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