In this time of giving thanks, I am thankful for our friendship.
We lugged 14 paper grocery bags full of (heavy!) books all over Portland using public transportation.
You bravely played Joni Mitchell songs when I accidentally booked our chick band at a crowded biker bar.
Thanks for humoring my slight obsessions with: M*A*S*H, Jim from "The Office," and the Josh Joplin Group.
You "accidentally" forgot the "alternate lyrics" when you-know-who was there... Thanks a lot, jerkface. =)
Oh, and in related news... I left my phone on the counter when I went to return YOUR vhs copy of "Malibu's Most Wanted" to Blockbuster. You used this golden opportunity to call a certain person...
You spotted Steve Buscemi at Sundance. AND Eddie Murphy.
You taught me how to (literally) cross multi lanes of traffic without getting hit by a car (both as a pedestrian and as a driver). You also taught me that it's not cool to ride the brakes when driving on the freeway.
You help me forget to be sad.
I love you, B! Thanks for everything.