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Hello S, (too formal?)

I know i probably chose the worst day in history to be chirpy. (think brain flapping round ears)
but it was such a fab day that i wanna hold on to it and just like treasure it.
Its so strange that i know just who to call for what. You know what i mean. So im with mumma in random mall (post night spend and in ydays (orange)clothes) and i really wanna see 'Made of Honor' (not 'Maid'), without a second thought i dial zi digits and hear your voice in about 5seconds. 15 more seconds later we have decided we're psychic and the rendezvous point. (fancy eh?) Now we meet and take notes during the movie. (from lyrics we like to moments that we know will never really happen) dissecting the poise and paunch of Dempsey. the character and the person. As we strive to not judge (too harshly) we open ourselves to yet another day whose possibilities of enlightening us are endless. We just have fun and try and grapple with yet another idea of love in the celluloid world. Having decided (happily) to ignore the concept/possibility/probability in real life, its okay to expose ones inner romantic to the concept/possibilities/probabilities in the reel world. I consider a career in Law, why let my reasoning abilities go to waste? and you're on a trip thats 'calm' (and you i quote). This is not about summing up anything (least of all 'our friendship'. dunno why i put that in quotes.)
its about just talking to you through these words that you normally make a part of your routine. i appreciate a whole lotta stuff in life (when im feeling mature) and know that im pretty lucky. Part of that feeling stems from knowing that when other people question what i believe and i answer back completely confident and apparently unfettered, i have you to call and know that someone 'gets' it. call it childish but i like to know that for you watching 'Made of Honor' is as much priority as it is for me. lets be kids again. what say? :)

love