i really don't know what i'd do without my girls. around them i feel so at ease, so completely myself- a more complete self. yesterday was truly wonderful. it could have only been made better if P and G were with us, to compensate we talked about them all night so even if not in body, they were there in sprit..or in gossip ;) j/k. we scarfed down enough pizza to make any normal person explode, chasing each bite with a flood of giggles. oh god everyone needs to go to this site: www.albinoblacksheep.com - provided us with so much entertainment (where's waldo & finger fillet) i lost at taboo, but that's only cause the rest of them were such lousy guessers (band? "ayeeeee don't knoooooow, la di da"). later, over steamy mugs of hot cocoa we sat back and anaylzed the world to our hearts content, conversation drifiting from romances to siblings, parents, and friends. so woah, let me tell you, N-ji is so lucky, he's dating a freaking seductress (don't let those blue sweats fool you)...we bring up hot cocoa, and instantly, she's like " wouldn't the room look nice filled up with candles?", and proceeds to do it. i tell you, instant ambiance. so relaxing.
we've known each other- only truly known each other- for about 2 years, but it feels like forever. every moment a memory in the making. we rambled, and discussed hours away. then, after we were completely emotionally spent, we cuddled up under the covers ("too hot, too cold, too hot, too cold"), and settled down for a much postponed movie- the mothman prophecies-which if summarized by R would prolly run like this:
man, i got a sexy honey
shoot, i got a dead honey now
woah- i'm a little crazy
(after a bit of checking)- the whole town's a little crazy too...oh good, it's not just me, must be something in the water.
red, red, red- aaaaahh, was that a bat?
no dude, it was a moth, hence the title-note to self- you're in the freaking movie, follow along.
sheesh, i knew that.
then, deathlifedeathlifedeath, the end.
man, what a rush- so, what just happend here?
no clue man, but mad trippy- that's all i got to say, maaaaaad trippy
(all this interspersed with phone calls from george...or dennis...or gertrude~ hmm who ever he was, going "yo, i'm haunted")

the night ended in the morning, with us napping side by side, elbow to tounge.

such is our sisterhood.