A few months ago, I heard that a friend of mine was going to be shipped off to the great big sandbox of joy called Iraq. Needless to say, I had heard about it after he was long gone. So for a moment, I was pretty darn upset with the prospect that someone I knew would be directly affected by this crapstorm in the Middle East. :( So I sat down while cooped up at work, that lovely pit of chicken hell, and wrote him a few pages to send out to him, only I didn't have a shipping addy yet. Yeah, so I held onto it for a while and finally got an e-mail addy for him. I never did get to send it though, he was home the 4th of July due to a paperwork glitch.
So I spotted him at one of my fencing practices I attend, can't fight yet, but I came to see how everyone was doing! And there he was, in living color, all safe and sound. I gave him the biggest hug hello I could manage! So the rest is history for now. I am really happy about him being home and not there in Iraq getting shot at. Here's to a long lasting friendship and whatever else that may come along.
T-Molly
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin
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