Holy poo

Needless to say, I was in a crap-tastic mood last night.
Thank you Beaver, Man-pretty, and Face Paint for the sweet comments.

Yeah, so after I posted that, Sister-Sister IMed me saying how awesome I was. Another thank you is in order.
I talked to Man-pretty and that made me feel better. He always seems to do that.

The little "HWSFRN has signed in" pop-up came up. I haven't talked to him since May. It was a miracle we didn't get into some sort of fight. He called me a midget, but on the plus side, he didn't call me a whore. Yay!

While I was at Victim's house we were roasting/taffi...ing marshamallows. I got white stuff all over my face and her mom had to make a joke over it.

So Beaver bought more stripped shirts. Beavs, please tell me you'll keep your new clothes free from white splatters. ;)

I told Sister-Sister about this picture I took, but my computer wouldn't let me send it to him....so I'll post it.

I took it on the band/choir trip. I love it...let me explain. The center of the photo, in all its glory, is Sister-Sister's 'fro. It looks like Can't Dance (tan jacket) and HWSFRN (red shirt) are just staring up at it. Okay, so maybe other people don't find it funny, but I do. Plus he's on a giant turtle. What could be better?




















It's pretty much Man-pretty's last night in this place. He leaves tomorrow for Milwaukee and then to San Antonio (or am I mistaken...?)
He went from being the tuba player who marched next to me in the field show...to being a guy I completely had the hots for....to my best boyfriend so far....to the world's best ex-boyfriend...and through all of it he's managed to become one of the best friends I've ever had.
I can't even fathom how much I'm going to miss him.