It was the best. Right up there in ranking with waking up beside my girlfriend(?). *sidenote*Not sure if she is my "girlfriend" and honestly not overly concerned about the terminology(cause you know, queer folk just love love love labels. Can't get enough of them...
(ahhhh the pressure!)
(Like buying a box of 12 mangoes at Costco)
*collapses dramatically onto box and starts crying*
I mean, she is a girl. And my friend.
I'm pretty sure based on the amount of texting that goes on between us that it's impossible either of us are dating other people and if she was dating someone else also I wouldn't even be mad. That's just impressive! How do you type that fast and remember all the things we talk about?!
And I hold her hand in public.
And take her home to meet my parents.
And she sends me flowers at work.
So whatever that classifies us as, that's what we are.
We haven't conglomerated our names together like Brangelina yet and so I did not supply barf bags for this entry for those allergic to the sicky sweetness of new couples.
Anyways, one of my camp counselors her name was Sara Hyde.(This is probably the third time ever in my blogging history I am using a friend's real name! Sacrilege!). She is also a lesbian and married to a layydayyyy aaaand just got pregnant with a self proclaimed, "Turkey Baster Baby".
Her blog is the absolute funniest.
She makes me cry from laughing so hard.
Check it out here:
http://www.saraemilyhyde.com
Likers gonna like.
Likers gonna like.
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