Jen

Since last night, my mouth has been feeling all funny. It feels like I drank a cup of fire. I just had the spicy chicken at Silk Road. Although the food was good, I believe this was a bad idea for my mouth.

I was going to talk about Ken’s old school Japanese porn, but now that I think about it, I’d probably have get all graphic and we don’t want to make ok plus three X rated. I will say that: a) they are drawings circa 1850’s and b) there is movable "action."

This weekend seems like a good time. Besides all the movies tonight, tomorrow is Nathan and Derek’s going away party. Yes, another group of westward bound people. Nathan and I had lunch for the last time today. It was kind of weird, only for the fact that it really didn’t feel like this would be it. It felt so normal.

Then, my buddy, Eugene is having a party later that night (Greg, I have been asked to extend the invite to you. Becky, I’d ask you too, but I know you will be too busy looking at male strippers.) I could use a good party.

Hmmm. . . Thinking about Nathan again. We have had many good times together, so I will dedicate a paragraph to some of our shared memories: Walking to the beach at 12 at night and having to take the bus home because you got blisters; Truly Tasteless jokes; never seeing you in the daytime and then never seeing you at night; Fizz and Ivans!; you being my mannequin with Bora at Ikea; “Dude”; being the spokes-people for Baskin Robbins; driving you to “that building with the green metalwork on top” (aka the Harold Washington Library!!!! For the love of god!); watching the info-mercial’s late at night for the US map that you can put quarters in and having the lady tell us that you can learn the capitals from it, and then tell us the wrong city for the capital of Montana; going to charity functions for the Josh Richter Band; just wanting a god damn martini and most of all, being my support when I needed you most. Thanks, buddy. I’ll miss you.

. . .But listen to me rambling. We don’t really know each other that well, but you’re so easy to talk to. I feel I can tell you almost anything. I hope I haven’t put you out. I have a tendency to do that. Why don’t I just be quiet.