Sometimes it just hits me that I miss a guy back home. He was happily married, has three kids and his younger brother was in my graduating class. But when I think of home, I think of Homie. It would probably freak him out that I almost teared up at the thought of saying good-bye to him when I left, he was just that great of a guy.
I put him in the same group of people as John-bear and the other guys in YES. I have a fondness for those fellas that is a different level than even how I feel about my brother. I'd happily put my life on the line for any of them. Thankfully, they don't need me to, and they'd never ask anyway. I love my brother, but I'd shove him through a plate glass window if he managed to piss me off...these guys, I wouldn't.
Yay! I finally finished my dividend paperwork. Took me long enough. Now, on to taxes, and trying to pry my w=2 out of Avis's grimy hands.
No comments:
Post a Comment