Friendship

Two separate conversations this week.

1. My phone went off, letting me know I had text. This is what I found:

Don't look at my (facebook) post for a day or so. I put a spider on there. ... I'll tell you when it's safe.

2. An actually phone call this time, about how patient he feels I am with Feminism 101 ~ until I'm not ~ at which point, he goes underground until I'm done, because it will not be pretty. Followed by this link, with the sentence "Made me think of you. Bill is me."




It's nice to be known, loved, looked after, and respected. And who wouldn't be honored to be compared to Claire Huxtable?????

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.