i'm drunk and, despite the fact that i've only ever watched a handful of episodes of dawsons creek in my life, we are watching the final finale. i'm drunk, as i have already pointed out, and i'm being me which requires crying at the sad bits. i listen to the bullshit lines about love and friendship and i look at the coolest guy. i've know this guy for 13 years and we've been through all sorts of shit during this time...shit that rips most couples apart. in a fit of sentimentality i stare deep into his eyes and, with heavy tears threatening to fall down my cheeks, i say, "do you realise that we became adults together?". he looks at me for a moment, swigs his beer and says, "speak for yourself". i crack up laughing. i could try to explain what this means but i prefer to imagine that you already know what i'm saying.
10:31 p.m. - May 16, 2003
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