2006-02-26
- 6:22 a.m. I keep coming up with all these reasons why she's so great, and it's so random and perfect that it's kind of scary. Like she cracked open my head and found out the absolute best thing to tell me, and then tells me it. Like the other day she called me as I drove home and said, "oh, I forgot to tell you about the time Nick and I were driving somewhere and we saw a man in a Quizno's cup costume dancing on the side of the road. I made Nick stop so I could dance with him."
I was sick the other day and she made me cookies from scratch. And not because she wanted cookies, or because she wanted to eat cookie dough, but because she knew I liked cookies and wanted to make me feel better. I asked her what she would do if, in a public, crowded place, I stood up and started lip syncing to her. And she said, "I would stand up and do the robot next to you." The great thing? She would. She really would. When we watch movies together, something she's seen before and wants to show me, she'll kind of sigh and say "oh, hell." and start giggling when she knows something funny is coming up.
I feel like maybe with this one I can actually manage to make it into the top three. |