So I'm'a feelin' a wee bit nostalgic.

So, for some god forsaken reason, I had the thought of this kid 'Erik Bardo,' pop into my head recently. And what's mildly hilarious, is I found him on facebook. He was Chris's best friend, who I loved to pieces. He intimidated me because he was well spoken, learned, and just an all around great person set in his ways. And I loved this kid for it! And it was rather odd, because that's... nothing like what Chris was. Matter of fact, I'm sitting here thinking

"What the fuck was I thinking?!"

when it comes to Chris. But eh, you live and learn. I have my Travvy, and that's all that matters. :) But I have to giggle, truly. Because I recently also found pictures from Chris's birthday party I threw him, and Erik was there. And there's this one picture that Hurley took of Erik and I sitting on my bed, he's hugging my stuffed Stripe. And I'm tellin' ya, I friggin' loved this kid. But I had to write this out only to giggle to myself about the most hilarious memory I have of him. I don't know what my infatuation is with this kid all of a sudden, but it's hilarious.

One night, it was about mid-summer, and I'm fast asleep in my bed. All of a sudden, I hear this tapping at my window on my left. Then all I hear through my window is "It's okay... it's Chris and Erik. *tap tap tap* It's okay... it's Chris and Erik.. *tap tap tap* It's okay... it's Chris and Erik." And obviously I woke up and let them in, but it was so odd. It was like 2 AM, and like a weeknight. Some how they had found their way from Marion to my house... ah, man. I don't know why, but I just had to laugh about that.