Today is a day that its hard to get work done.
One of my closest friends is moving from sunny Arizona
to freezing cold Boston
. I'm going to miss him alot...
So I naturally started thinking about all the wonderful memories we have had. And while I know its selfish to think how this is going to affect me, I can't help but think about it. There is something very necessary about my friendship with Neil.
Last night we picked up a friend from the airport and went out to dinner at Ruby Tuesday's
. In the parking lot he notices a girl getting out of her car. He struck up a conversation with her and somehow I ended up meeting the girls of the Arizona Statue University
swim team. Well meet maybe too strong a word considering they were drinking alot and distracted by a laser pointer
Neil keeps on his key chain. They ended up buying it from him for $15 so they could continue putting red dots on guy's crotches.
Neil brings wackiness to my life. He's a bastard sometimes because he never lets me win an argument, even if its over how much my day sucked
. He plays music better than me, which makes me practice more. And he's driving to Boston
Men aren't supposed to cry