Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The Thing That Makes Me Hate My Best Friend

This is my best friend, Jess.

Jess has awesome hair (she doesn't need to do anything to it but barely blow dry it), an adorable puppy, great home design skills, is more photogenic than anyone I know, has super white teeth, a super strong Boston accent and is there for me at the drop of a hat. Literally. Anytime I'm upset, she is there to pick me up right away.

A few years ago, I was "dumped"... sort of. I woke up the next day, brushed it off my shoulders, went to class... and burst out crying in the middle of it. I ran out of the class, fell into a heap on the floor, called Jess and within 15 minutes she was waiting outside my school and took me to Friendly's. And recently, when I was going through some shit, she picked me up with Starbucks in hand and brought me outlet shopping all the way in Maine.

But... Jess doesn't like cheese.

And, when I made her try the Mac & Cheese at Silvertone (I MEAN, IT'S LIKE FAMOUSLY DELICIOUS), she said, "OH MY GOD, EW, NO. I CAN'T DO IT."

And then... she said...
"The only Mac & Cheese I can eat is Kraft's."

Therefore, I hate Jess.

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