Best Friends Does NOT Mean I Pull the Trigger.

I haven't updated in a while because the Internet in this house was not. So I'm out of the running for all the sweet NaBloPoMo prizes. Which is sort of a bummer, but I guess I knew it wasn't really realistic for me to be able to post every day.

My best friend was in town last nite. I slept on his couch. We stayed up late and talked. We laughed and joked and swore only a little. He is my best buddy. It was almost like he was gone for the weekend, instead of the five months he actually was gone. I thought things would be different, but they were not. And boy am I happy.



O, how great the goodness of our God.