While chatting on gmail and talking on the phone with two of my best friends from high school and undergrad it really hit me how the people that used to be leading players in my life are now just making cameo appearances
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If it makes you feel better, try being unable to attend your various friends weddings, whom you have known since 5th grade because you are broke. Ugh, had that happen twice years ago and I just felt like if my hands weren't stapled to my forehead ( for gawthick dramatic affect ;> ) I might hurt myself he he.
So I assume this maybe in reference to Andy's nuptial shindig? and if so ill see ya there or maybe before if we road trip possibly?
Naw, my post didn't really have anything to do with anyone on lj, other than just missing Isboo and my other friends that I used to see all the time and barely talk to now. My best friend from grade school that I didn't hear about her wedding until a week before was about a year ago. I was a bit insulted and didn't go.
I very much miss you and I think of you often. I know that I was probably one of those cameo players in your life, but the time we were friends was one of the darkest of my life and your friendship was one of the best things about that.
For that I will always be eternally grateful and in your debt.
Sometimes the cameo players have the most to do with the important moments and choices that shape us. Although we rarely, if ever, talk these days, I will never forget you and hope that when I eventually make it down to Atlanta again (think next spring, perhaps) we can get together and talk about old times.
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whoops, you didn't make that list last year. Er, is it to late to ask for you to contribute to our registry? (ducks and covers!! heh heh!)
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So I assume this maybe in reference to Andy's nuptial shindig? and if so ill see ya there or maybe before if we road trip possibly?
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For that I will always be eternally grateful and in your debt.
Sometimes the cameo players have the most to do with the important moments and choices that shape us. Although we rarely, if ever, talk these days, I will never forget you and hope that when I eventually make it down to Atlanta again (think next spring, perhaps) we can get together and talk about old times.
I miss you.
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