Ok, so today there occurred an example of why I am, in turn, Bethany's hero.
The conversation went like this...
Bethany: a whole bunch of ranting about Nicole Kidman in "The Hours"
Me: "I want to see the new movie about Sylvia Plath."
B: "What's it called?"
M: "Sylvia"
Me: " I can't imagine how it's gonna end."
Ok, see, yeah. I'm an English major. Of course I know...What I meant was I couldn't imagine this director filming this actress with her head in the oven...But of course, no one believes that.
It's amazing what text messaging can do for the quality of relationships. It brings people together like nothing else can.
Case in Point:
*That's what friends r 4. I'm willing 2 drive up there if u need a shoulder. Whats your last name again?*
I feel so loved, albeit a bit arbitrarily.