Once upon a time we worked at the G...and listened to Mach 5...and fell in love?

So how I remember it all, it goes like this?

a.  Hey Girl....

1.  I worked at a coffee shop, and didn't want to bring my work home anymore (truth- before we hashtagged that shit) so got a job at the G, and there was this gal in the stock room listening to Rancid and stealing my unsuspecting platonic queer heart.
2.  Your roommate was moving out, and I wanted so bad to be that person...so I made you sushi- which you now know is so out of character for me- but at the time, the future was all salsa and cantaloupes that would never go bad, so you took me in, and I'm a better person.  Looking back this is the first of many, many times you inspired me to do things I wouldn't be able to do on my own...like remember my blogspot password in 2015...
3.  You also took in Whiskey.  There was the couch.  We didn't know at the time, or may be we did somewhere deep down but we were in the kitchen making salsa pretending everything was fine, and salsa had chickpeas in it.
4.  Moved, dated 2/3 of Sacklunch, had to learn/remember the hard way that Seinfeld was a show about nothing.  I'm so glad we remembered  #understatementoftheyear
5.  Next stop West Coast? "I LOVE YOU!  I LOVE YOU!  I HATE YOU!  GET OUT OF MY LIFE!" No one can say your passion isn't fucking fierce.
6.  Speaking of passion, let's talk about your business card....
7.  Then the move was real, and I was Mom, and we had to find ourselves all over again (banana...)
8.  There is nothing inconvenient about a live in make-up artist, especially for the Star Child.
9.  So.  Many.  Dolphins.  *also, way to continue the couch contagion...props and high five sister
10.  Bunnies.  Then Bun.  Charlotte.  The one and only.  Still my wallpaper at school, probably still on Sidney's phone...that's how I choose to believe it.
11.  Kitten (and squarebear, but featured humans here are you and me princess cupcake...).  Burnaby.  Artigiano.  One of the things I miss the most.  Goddamn.  They tell me in yoga that home is where the heart is, like, you get to decide that shit...but I can keep a piece warm for you if you want...
12.  Yard sales, Phil's famous daughter...
13.  Visits to your new home, kitten, squarebear and the rest of your family- a little more and a little less- chasing your dreams and adding to your business card.
14.  Feet in the sand and girltalk- srsly- that's what its all about.  Let's do it again soon.
15.  16 is my lucky number.
16.  Happy birthday, I know I couldn't find a better vintage photo of us than the one I posted the day you got married, myspace doesn't quite have what I'm looking for, and I couldn't find your blog- so I updated mine instead...miss you...hope it was a blast!