contentI don't have a Facebook account, which these days occasionally makes me wonder if I actually exist.
Back in the days when social networks on the internet were still relatively new I had joined several, most of which have now been lost in the pixels of long ago and broken code.
On one of those sites a good friend from college, one of my roommates senior year, posted a testimonial that I've kept written down on paper in a safe place. It reads:
"Dear, sweet, genuine, intelligent, beautiful, hard-ass bitch, and a dear old friend."
I try and live up, or sometimes down, to that sentence every day.
Thanks!