My friends and I like to e-mail each other notes, poems and cards.
I love recieving them in my mailbox and I print them out and tape them
ton my bulliten board on my desk.
My favorite piece of mail was a poem sent by my best friend, Nicole:
"Oath To My Friend"
When you are sad, I will get you drunk and help you plot revenge
against the scum-sucking bastard who made you sad.
When you are scared, I will laugh at you and tease you about it every chance I get. Then I will make sure you know you're never alone.
When you are worried, I will tell you how much worse it could be and to quit complaining. Then I will hug you and tell you it will be OK.
When you are confused, I will use little words to explain it to you.
And when you are lost, I will answer my cell phone and give you directions.
When you are sick, I will hold your hair while you pay homage to the porcelain god.
When you fall, I will point and laugh at you. Then I will hold out my hand and help you up.
This is my oath: I pledge to the end. Why? you ask. Because you're my friend. The whole reason people have friends is to have fun, and to know that even in your darkest hour, you are never alone.
Allison is one of my best friends. She went with me on several of my roadtrips. The two of us like to get away for the weekend to the beach or the mountains as much as possible. This picture was taken in Crystal River over the Memorial Day weekend of 2000.