Holy God, (whom I don't believe exists) do I have an amazing group of friends. I have a small but loyal following of people all over the world. From Alberta to Western Australia there are people that I think (most of the time) are people that care about me in a significant way. Each one of them has helped me and I hope that at some point I have been able to help them.
For the most part I am a asshole, pure and simple. I'm abrasive, judgmental, and on my best days barely tolerable. For some reason certain people have decided I'm alright. To all of you I tip my hat and want you to know how fucking cool that is. Thanks. Thanks to all of you.
My ship folks made me grow up, showed me the world, and pulled out of the worst days of my life. Nights in Venice, days in Santorini, and endless conversations in the crew bar. We had the best time. Our most dull and boring days would have been the highlights of most peoples lives. We lived a life that no one will ever understand and that we still don't appreciate. Shilick and Darlington are the best roommates that any person could have hoped for. You have seen me at my best and worst. Yet, we always had a good time. October, you taught me how not to be a dumb American. Katich, you and I have been through more together than anyone could imagine. Ship folk, I love and miss you all. Bush Pig, I miss having a big sister who always knew what's best for me. My fellow penguin, you really ought to move to Chicago. Macperhson, you are the nicest person I have ever met.
Chicago, thanks for making me feel at home. Sparta, Brando, Jay and Cathy. You bought the new kid a shot and never let him drink alone. Wolves, you taught me how to perform and took me out on the coldest day of the year. I hope we can get it back together someday. Westhoff, you, me, and Mallort are a dangerous combination. Coach did more for me than a year and a half of classes ever did. I showed up on a rainy day in May and by June I had a life here and more friends than I could have hoped for.
This summer I have more talented, decent, hilarious people than I can believe. Who knew that my cousin is the smartest person I have ever met? Endless parties, Rock Band, You Tube, DCM in NYC, what an amazing four months. Owens, you never say no and always have a better (and more interesting) ideas than I ever do. I hope that we continue to have poor choices for the rest of our days. My sister and brother have turned into the best people I know.
The point of this whole thing is to let all of you know how fucking cool you all are and how much I owe you. This isn't a morose thing. I just wanted to you all to know how great a time I have with all of you. I dream of a day where ever single one of you could get together.
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