Daniel and I had a fun moment this evening. He finally came over after wasting away in his chair all Sunday, feeling miserable and sorry for himself.

I've been blogging all afternoon, and was really proud that I made it up to the tobacco store for ice and peanut butter cups.

At one point I started parroting him, pissing and moaning about how his wife doesn't love him anymore, and how sad and depressed he was.

Suddenly he returned it right back, doing a great imitation of me throwing blog posts and photos at anyone I can find. Read this post, check this out! Shut the fuck up Jim!

Daniel has gone home, but sometimes in life you know you have found a good friend.