Exhaustion has reigned supreme here since the flu/cold/NaNo took hold. However, I’ve managed to whine about small things, and realize that none of it is anything I can change, and I just need to get on with moving on. Yeah. Anyway, in my inbox this evening were two emails (well, more..but these are two of the three that stood out). DJ sent this:

1. When you are sad, I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.

2. When you are blue, I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

3. When you smile, I will know you finally got laid.

4. When you are scared, I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

5. When you are worried, I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining.

6. When you are confused, I will use little words.

7. When you are sick, stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don’t want whatever you have.

8. When you fall, I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass and then think about helping your dumbass up.

This is my oath. I pledge it till the end. Why, you may ask; because you are my “friend”.

Send this to ten of your closest friends, then get depressed because you can only think of nine.Remember: A good friend will help you move – - a really good friend will help you move a body. Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel!!!

I can think of more than ten, and this is the easiest way to get ya’ll covered.

And Mari sent this quote from Orson Scott Card:

“So you love the girl, why not? So your motives are complicated by your feelings… so what? What love was ever pure, what lover was ever uncomplicated?”

Yeah. And why is this on my writing blog? Well, all four people, including me, are writers. DJ, Mari and I assume OSC (I worship from afar) all understand the extremity of emotion we feel, when we feel it.

What lover was ever uncomplicated…wow. Yeah.