It’s sad to see a friend go. Earlier today I learned that my good friend Fritz has lost his battle with AIDS. This is only a short time after him losing his battle against male pattern baldness, which knowing Fritz, bothered him more then anything else. Fritz was a good com-padre. Some of his favorite things were Tea, Cell Phones, and the movie Philadelphia. Goodnight sweet prince.
Sorry for the lack of posts lately, it has been a trying couple of weeks due to Aunt Sara’s illness. One perk of going to the hospital 3 times daily to visit her was that I made a new friend. Keyson (pronounced Jason) is a single father that has been recently laid out after taking a spill at his local JoAnne fabric store. He’s a sweet man. When I was visiting, his son brought his father his favorite American Girl doll to keep him company. Fortunately, he (as well as Aunt Sara!) are feeling a lot better. Here is to wishing Keyson a speedy recovery!
Phillipe, my ex boyfriend, recently texted me the above picture. Much to my chagrin, something about this picture really raped my fanny. No, it isn’t his GIGANTIC muscles! It’s that he still has MY sunglasses from when we were dating! ::BITES COIN PURSE:: I never liked it when exes kept things of mine one we were broken up. Whether it be my pillow pet or my virginity, it is really unfair. I go out of my way to give all the items exes have bought me to the homeless, then I burn them.
My friend Bruce recently grew a mustache for “Movember” and even though the month is over, he just kept going! I’ve always been very envious of Bruce. He has the most gorgeous eyes and a smile to die for. He also has the personality of a walrus. Even though he was born with severe mental retardation, he remains resilient. You know, like a walrus.
For the last 19 years I have been publishing a Christmas letter to update my friends and family on the year that has passed. They enjoy it as everyone enjoys each of those. A few others have shared in my tradition. Here is a the Walton Family, they grew up next door to me. From left to right there’s Kayla, Karen, Kamilla, Kordelia, Kimberly, Kacey, Kelsey, and Bo in the background. Their parents passed away when they were teens and they had to grow up without parents. It was sad, but it also meant some wicked high school parties. Muah guys! I miss you and hope the tragic memories of your parent’s New Year’s Eve death won’t be too much to bear in the coming week.
Andre and I went to a concert recently. We’re huge music fans ever since the singer from Creed came into Andre’s work place and demanded a refund. We went to see a band called “Clit Flick” mistaking it for Clint Flick, a good friend of ours who plays the harp. Still, we managed to have fun. The drummer asked us for a beer and we asked him for his shirt. I’m hoping someday they become famous and then I can sell it to the Hard Rock Cafe. Their burgers are da bomb!
My brother-in-law Guy (pronounced “Gee” like Guy Fieri) is an ex-Cuban militant. He recently returned to his hometown in San Juan, Cuba for some family time and load up on fine cigars. Guy loves his cigars almost as much as he loves his thin mustaches. I’m glad he won my sister in that dating auction. He’s so good to her that next week he plans on letting her learn to drive!