I could list the things I'm thankful for in life, but it would take nearly forever. I'm a blessed person for whatever reason and I know I have God to thank for that. I know I have veterans to thank for the freedoms I exercise. Blessed. To be an American is to be truly blessed.
Yesterday, at a seedy bar, I wrote Angela and Lauren ALARK on a wall already filled with love or hate exclamations. I love that it's there and hopefully will be forever. Speaking of bars, I went to a few last night and ran into my sister after her shift at Hooters. Some old dirty regular followed her to RTs and was buying her drinks. It really pissed me off to see this old man with his eyes on my baby sister like she was a cupcake. I wanted to hit him in the face. Lauren basically had to drag me away while I gritted 'Ft. Knox' through my teeth. It's our code for always protecting each other from guys. Don't ask. We have a lot of these little cryptic messages. That's what happens when you've been best friends for 10 years. She's also going to the game with me Saturday. She graduated from UC and never made it to a basketball game or a football game. How does this happen? Only to Lauren.
*YAWN* Well I have to be up at 2 am for Black Friday Shopping. I'm looking forward to it.
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