Push It

Friday the 13th of August! Hooray! I love this day. Or well, not this day, but Friday the 13th. Good things always happen to me on this day - except that one day when I got snot on my shoes. Snot that wasn't even mine... God, that was disgusting.
You know, today it's six years since I got two of the sweaters in my closet - applegreen and applered. Six years! I'm sick. I would ask myself why I still remember the date, but you know - Friday the 13th is a cool date. Then again, it's just as uncommon as Thursday the 12th. Hrm, I never realised that before. Yes, my brain works lovely, thank you very much for your concern. Anyway, it wasn't just Friday the 13th. It was also a weekend of fun in a cabin with my friends. That was a great weekend. I don't think they remember the date, so it'll be fun to remind them tomorrow when we celebrate the birthday of my best friend. You know, we've been friends for 20 years this year. That's pretty damn impressive. Only had one real fight too and that lasted for about two weeks and then we moved on. (The secret is to communicate. Yes, I know - thought it was just some mumbo-jumbo made up by midgets in the woods, but nope. It actually works.) Wow, 20 years...