Friday, October 7, 2011

My Story


Long, long ago, in a land far away (St. Charles circa 2004), a girl name Jamie met a guy named Brian, who was BFFs with a guy named Brad, who had highlighted hair. Brad one day decided to show off his new love interest, Elizabeth, who had an affinity for wearing cat shirts and dancing around in the middle of the living room. To each his own.

As time went on, Jamie and Elizabeth realized that they could only take so much of their boyfriends talking about cars, so they began chatting. Elizabeth was a cheerleader, and Jamie was...not a cheerleader. But they both liked ice cream more than any person should, so they became friends.

After Jamie had been at Mizzou for a couple years, and Elizabeth decided to transfer to be closer to her (or Brad, whatever), Jamie approached Elizabeth and begged to be included in the upcoming living arrangements.

Then, they lived together for 2 years, until Jamie graduated. They didn't see each other much until after Elizabeth graduated the next year and moved home.

When Elizabeth moved home, they saw each other every day, and went running, and played with their dogs, and went to Main Street, and watched TV, and lots of other fun things. Life was good.

Then Elizabeth got a job as a nurse and Jamie started taking classes and they never saw each other again, except one Saturday to go to Mattingly's.

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