I think one of the best feelings in the world is when someone remembers something you said. Whether it was something from yesterday, a week ago, a month ago.. It’s just like, “Wow, you actually listen to me.”
I remember when we first starting talking you liked one of my posts about Betty Ford because I was watching her biography on the biography channel at like 4 am and you had thosekrazykennedys blog and I know I don’t know your grandma but I like her because I’ve read what you’ve written about her and she seems sweet and nice to you and I like your goo goo with Lisa. lol
but who the hell listens to me