There are times, when I'm squatted in the shower trying to balance with one hand because the other is holding Heather to the side of my face for dear life, that I really enjoy being me.

When I can sit in my basement all alone drinking captain morgan's until I feel like I'm going to burst and feel like I'm not alone at all.

When I have no courage to call that someone, so I keep her on 3way with me so she's there. Moral support.

When I realize that I have 20 something songs sung by her, and I put them on a cd so I can listen to her sing to me in my car.


I wonder what the hell I did to deserve such amazing friends.