she might be a Biologist
2004-03-04 - 11:13 p.m.

Kristy came over tonight to eat dinner and steal my things. Actually, no, she didn't come to steal my things, I made that part up. But we talked for hours which we haven't been able to do in quite some time and its really nice talking with Kristy. She listens and she notices that I listen, which I like. Sometimes we talk on the phone, although we both kind of hate the phone, but when the silence creeps in we both know it so we're just like "Alright, see ya." and no one except Kristy isn't bothered by that. We have a pretty tight bond which developed in my Junior (her Senior) year of highschool when I began relying heavily upon others help in getting around physically. We ate our lunches on the long walk to my Chemistry class, stopping periodically along the way when I needed to rest. She always had weird food like fake cheese and pretend meat and bread with crunchy things in it. Thats just Kristy.

The sad thing is, we don't photograph well. Especially together.