Showing posts with label 365. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 365. Show all posts

Saturday, October 18, 2008

#58 Bruce

You were a chauvinist but you treated me kindly. I think you felt a little fatherly toward me. You probably thought I was without ambition. Really I just didn't belong in PR.

Monday, October 13, 2008

#56 Brian

You seemed so old when we met at my first real job. You were younger than I am now. I email you every few years. You write back excitedly once each time.

It's almost my birthday again and I didn't finish this yet. I guess I will keep going with 32 words to keep all the entries the same. Here's to finishing the list this year!

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

#57 Bruce

Because of your warmth we felt confident in choosing to become Unitarian Universalists, despite the broccoli god bit. You married us, forgetting the reading and the song. You sweat an awful lot.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

#55 Brian

For the cover photo of the one Van Go album you set a guitar on fire in your driveway. You had a loft in your bedroom that smelled too much of boy.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

#54 Brent

You wouldn't divulge your contact prescription or how you knew to ask at the deli for cheese ends. When I left, you wouldn't let me have my bike. You needed it more.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

#53 Brent

You never remembered who I was, even though we were introduced at least three times. For that I did not like you. Also, because you were a hipster. Plus you're probably needy.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

#52 Bonnie

You have beautiful long hair that you unfortunately almost always wear in a ponytail. We lived on the same block in Hoboken. I think you liked it better there than we did.

Friday, April 11, 2008

#51 Bob

You proudly show off your newest farm equipment when we visit. You were excited to see NYC but couldn't come to our wedding because of fear that a corn crop would rot.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

#50 Blythe (Buffy)

We were tent mates for six weeks. You were a little older than the rest of us hikers and seemed years more mature. You weren't bothered by the cliques like I was.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

#49 Bill

At your Christmas party you would point out you had made chili just for me. I never saw the side of you that drove your children away, but I heard about it.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

#48 Bill

You claim to this day that you single-handedly taught me how to swim one afternoon. We used to see a lot more of you when we shared a beach house every summer.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

#47 Andrea

Going back to the beginning of the alphabet to add in someone who I met in person after I started this project.

You are gentle and accomodating. I wonder if sometimes people take advantage of your generosity. You are taller than I am, and very bendy. You are exceedingly brave for moving cross country.

Monday, March 31, 2008

#46 Bill

I only met you once, but I feel I have a bond with you. My online friend, who also escaped a bad relationship, met you online just before I met Jeff online.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

#45 Bill

I know it's trite, but when I shook your hand and you looked into my eyes I could see the power and the sexual energy. Also, your nose was red and veiny.

Monday, February 4, 2008

#44 Beverly

You hired me one summer to do odd jobs for you, which wound up mostly being chatting with you in your luxury condo that you were too infirm to leave every day.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

#43 Betty

You lived across the street from me when I was growing up. You gave me a pretty brass hook when I graduated high school, which I have hung in every residence since.

Friday, January 4, 2008

#42 Beth

I forget we met online two years ago since I know you so well in real life. So much has changed for you lately, I'm not sure how to define you now.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

#41 Beth

You are tall and brassy and you have that Northern Virginian accent I somehow escaped. You told on me to my boss once regarding something petty, but I've forgotten what it was.

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

#40 Beth

You moved away when I was a teen. I still get wistful when I walk past your old house. You baked our fabulous wedding cake. You stopped driving when your license expired.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

#39 Bernie

You were born on the hard streets of Chicago, got a big break selling truck parts. Now you hire yachts on your leisure time. You frighten me a little. Napoleon complex, maybe?