For you

Ok that title seems romantic. It's not. I can't believe how badly you want me to blog about you. I'm sorry; it's sad. But here I am, aren't I such a good friend? I'm planning on bringing the musketeers across the lake with me this weekend, but you have to work. I'm sorry, we'll tell you all about it. If only H will get online. You know how she is; never online when you need her. 

So what else do you want me to write about you? You are an awesome friend, and even though we rag on you about us just being your "school friends," we love you and we know you love us. And that's good.