(Look what they're doin to me.) Sorry, I still always here that song when I say that. "Drifted away?" Yeah, kinda. Which, by the way is like 212% my bad.
Remember that time you came to Boston to get married and my stupid work had me in the whole damn weekend? Yeah... I've been pretty bad about the whole contact thing. You're not the only one, but you might be the most neglected friend I have. Which is kind of lame, cause remember how awesome we were? Geez, I think people probably needed to dry clean the awesome out of their clothes after hanging out with us.
Did you know that your house was the first place I tried driving to without a map in Boston? And I only got crazy lost once. Anyway, not much to this letter. Just an apology for being incommunitado for so long. Let's chat soon and next time we're in the same state we have to hang, even if I have to quit my job (which I've become adept at of late, actually).
Miss your ruddy guts.
Mooney
2 comments:
Drifted nothing! Awesomeness this awesome will withstand the test of time (right along with Fountains of Wayne).
Miss you Moons.
PS this pretty much made my week. Cept next time I get married in Boston you should come, mmmmk?
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