Thank You Notes

Lately, it’s been really bothering me how serious and depressing I sound on this stupid waste of time and space. So, I thought I’d be a little more happy/thankful serious…than depressing serious.

Thank You Notes:

I’ve never felt this absolutely broken in my life. Everything is spinning out of control and I can’t do much to stop it. And I would be locked away in some cheap rehabilitation center right now if it was not for people who give a damn about me. I don’t say it enough. But I felt it acutely yesterday tearfully driving back to Austin from a weekend at the parent’s house. So, here goes…

Adam – You’ve always inspired me to be a better writer and a better person. I will always hold dear one really really bad day I had and wrote this one stupid blog…You liked it best of all. And it will always be my favorite. Thank you for seeing through my silly exterior that’s consumed by new clothes and lip gloss.

Anjel – If you ever want a straight answer with no bull shit. Ask Anjel. Sometimes it hurts…but it’s generally truth. Thanks for putting up with all my ridiculous boy drama, rolling your eyes at me, and telling me to “shut the [pause] up”. Also, thank you for allowing me to say things like, “OK” as well as a white girl from the suburbs can say it…and teaching me how to dance.

Dirk – Even though you don’t believe in blogs and will never read this…you cared about me at my lowest. I don’t break down like that…especially in front of people. Thank you for being a shoulder to cry…or sob on in tumultuous times. And thanks for not trying to fix me that night.

Julia – It scared me to death the Saturday morning I picked up the phone and you told me you were engaged. I really do have to grow up, when all I want to do is hold on to those Sunday’s we would cruise around Dallas with no plan…just driving and being each others company. Or those wild nights out with our amazing synergy and nothing could stop us. I still haven’t forgiven you for falling asleep at the Candle Room! =] I wish more than anything that you still lived in Texas, but have resigned myself to many spa weekends in Scottsdale after March 31st. Long live Manhattan’s and roof top hot tubs!

Lindsay – The only person in the world that doesn’t tell me I’m obsessing too much. If I needed to talk about the same thing for hours…you’d listen. Sorry I ate all your Spaghetti Oh’s at your grandparent’s house. Well, that was Julia’s fault too. =]

Mandy – You win the award for active listening. And as someone who rarely feels like she’s ever heard, this is a big deal. I love our dinners and often wish they weren’t over as fast as they are.

Mark – We have a tainted past. I’m glad we both got over it and can now be friends. As much as you still irritate the shit out of me…I know if I need a smile or just an old friend to pick up the phone…You’re there. So, thank you.

Valerie – You are always there. Anytime. You’ve been my constant for years now. We might be the two most different people in the world when it comes to many things, but it oddly works for us. I could call you five times a day at work and you wouldn’t kill me for it. Yesterday reminded me how much I miss sitting around with you…talking about nothing…drinking Coke Zero and eating frozen Thin Mints. I miss you even though you stepped on Frank’s tail in wooden clogs. =]

This wasn’t as eloquent as it should be, and all of you deserve more than a shout out in a stupid blog. Were I rich enough, I’d take you all out for a drink and let you talk for hours instead of listening to my stupid blabbering. I love you guys. And sincerely, thank you.