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I reread that last post I made a few days ago and maybe I just need to put a few months between posts so I can make each of them good quality posts. I read it and I thought, "That's a good post, I think." Maybe all the time between july and now was just simmering all of the creativity inside me to make that post.
Or maybe I should shut up and post more often.

Tonight I spent the evening at my friend Brent's house, hanging out with a few of our buddies and eating chocolate covered whatever-you-could-find-s and making each other laugh. When thinking about what to make this post on, I figured I should just write about my friends.

**Took a break to watch a YouTube video and realized it quarter after 12. **

My friends have interesting senses of humor. My main group whom I hang out with a lot at gatherings and dinner parties usually entertains themselves by making fun of Eric.
Eric is a tall, fluffy-haired goofball who makes a lot of funny faces and silly gestures that are easily mockable. I guess everyone sees him as an easy target, and frequently I feel like we should take it easy on him, but it's like that train in that movie that came out recently, Unstoppable. Yeah.
Eric is a really great kid and I have no idea why people make fun of him and not maybe me, or I don't know, anyone else in our group. I guess it's because he's just a silly goose.
The main person who fuels the taunting of Eric is Jake. Now that I think about it, it's quite comical because Jake who is around five feet and a few inches tall, most often makes fun of Eric, who towers over him at six feet and three inches. Talk about pick on someone your own size. :D But that's just not how Jake rolls. Eric is easy to beat in free style rap throwdowns (though in some kodak moments Eric's rhymes are pretty fly) and is easily pwnd by Jake's expansive ability to memorize complicated Call of Duty (COD) technicalities.
Jake is a master of many useless talents including, solving Rubik's cubes, making duct-tape wallets, beat boxing, and making percussion beats and rhythms with retractable pens. He always gets excited when he finds a new hobby that he can make Eric look like an idiot with. :D
Jake's useless talent of finger skate boarding is shared by Sydney. Sydney is a small funny person who enjoys chocolate to the point that it makes her extremely outwardly hyperactive. She joins in on Jake's antics and doesn't give up when attempting to land a clean kick flip with her finger board over the net on Jonathan's ping-pong table.
Jonathan, like many enjoys making fun of Eric by making fat jokes (and I'll let you know, Eric is NOT fat at all), talking as if he had a mental illness to him, and "kicking him in the nads." Jonathan is usually the one to encourage a game of "Zombie" whenever we are together. Jennie and I usually stay inside, sit on the stoop and watch as our friends run buy chasing after each other, or help Brent with whatever extensive project he has lined up. Brent is a very ambitious guy who would go further than making a scale replica of his house out of ginger bread, icing, and melted jolly rancher stained glass windows. If you're in Brent's group for any creative school project, you'll definately get a good grade for originality or creativity.
Then, I guess that leaves me and Jennie. We are quite similar people who enjoy melting and swooning over Ben Folds music. Jennie just has a very squeaky laugh which we all giggle at from time to time whenever her laughing fits send her into the next room and into a corner in the fetal position. ;) Overall, she's a good buddy to all of us.
By these descriptions, one should certainly understand the dynamic of our group of friends. Whatever we are doing, all we ever want is to enjoy a good laugh.
At Eric.

Though I have others whom I hang out with, those groups don't have the same perfect mix of completely different personalities that blend together just to have a fun time and make fun of each other.

So this is me, saying hi.
Thanks for listening.

This Wagon Has Three Wheels

Hey remember when I had a blog?
oh wait...
Yes, I know I haven't posted on my blog in an extrememly long time. I'm not going to play catch-up and tell you what has been happening since the last time I posted. I just had ideas for a blog post tonight, so I figured this to be the opportune moment.

Just a quick fun fact before I get started:
I currently, for the first time in a very long time, have no videos in my YouTube subscription box at all. I finally caught up after a few weeks of Christmas bustle.

So, on to the inspiring scenario that I experienced tonight.
My friend, Rachel goes to a different school than I do, so we often talk on the phone, and even more now that we are on break. I called her this evening around 9:00 and caught her right in the middle of Face-time-ing with her boyfriend VIA her iPod/his iPhone. So because Rachel likes to create funny situations, she promptly stuck the phone and her iPod together so we could ALL talk to each other. This was fun at first because I have never talked to her boyfriend before tonight.
It was fun, until Rachel starts muting the phone on my end to say something flirty and lovey-dovey to him leaving me to listen to silence and/or giggles and replies of "Oh nothing" upon the return of the phone from mute.
Also, once her boyfriend stopped Face-time-ing and called Rachel on the phone, I became the secondary conversation. The phone was put on mute more often and funny exhcanges were going down between the two and I would wonder aloud what they were talking about. I was answered by more giggles and fruitless replies.
Finally, I left them to their conversation and went to clean out my formerly address subscription box.
That wagon had three wheels. Can u guess which one I was?
I may sound whiny, but that's just because I was kind of annoyed at the time. I've reflected on this situation since and I've realized that I should accept it because that's just how my best namesake is. I may have been irritated when I was frequently ignored but I just got over it with the help of the thought that I am happy for her. She has a romantic companion who she is happy with and I should be and am glad that she's happy.
One of my other friends described this emotional acceptance as "The Rachel Bond." It's how she is and it may make us mad and it may make us feel bad about ourselves because of the put-aside feeling, but we get over it because we have The Bond and we can't break it.
I'm content with the bond as long as it lets me forgive and forget in situations like these.

I can't promise more posts more often, but I'll know that whenever I want to, I can come to this little blog and say hi.
Thanks for listening.