I would just like to do a shoutout. With all my angry ranting about all my friends not being there and my angst that I can't do something special on my birthday, there's been one person that sat and listened, and still offered me a perfectly good solution. So this journal is here to embarrass my partner in crime, my trusty sidekick. The person who finishes my more ridiculous sentences at times, and has a knack for thinking the same thing I do at the same time. The only person that knows EXACTLY what goes on inside my head. The person i shouldn't be allowed to go anywhere public with because of our inane ability to say the wrong things at the right time. The person who would help me kill my enemies, then move the bodies and lie to the cops for me. The person who's gonna help me beat up Donald Duck. The ONLY person I would get thrown in jail for, my very own gestalt mate, the one I consider closer than a sister to me. My cellmate for life, .

the Ranger himself, I suppose you could say. When it comes to being incorrigible, there is no one more so than she and I.

Now, lately, I've been having trouble persuading people to spend time with me. Even if I haven't seen these people in forever. I had to see a movie alone, I've had to cancel plans, and I fear I won't be able to go to Disneyland for my birthday. Naturally, you'd think I'd be pretty down and discouraged. But no, today I'm fine. Because true to the title I beat into her, my best friend has once again managed to make things perfectly fine. Admittedly, sometimes I wonder how she puts up with me.
Nonetheless I am proud to announce that, however belated, I will be going to Disneyland, and and I are going together.
So this is a shoutout to AC, who manages to live as far away as she does and still be a best friend.



Also, I'd like to give a bit of love to some of my friends with December birthdays. (If I miss you, just tell me and I'll put you up here.)