I love my Friends.

I called my friend Brian, (who I have known since the first day of 6th grade), to wish him a happy birthday on Friday night. We had a quick conversation, he told me that he had just made it out to the bars for the night. So like any good friend I let him go off to the bar and he told me he would call me back on Saturday.

Here's the message I got from him today:

"Hey Buttface. Sorry I didn't call you back sooner, but I was pretty messed up on Saturday when I finally woke up. The last thing I remember about Friday night was talking to you, and when I checked my phone it said that was about 11pm. And I think we stayed out till 3am, so I don't know. Call me back".


Love. It.