My boy Don dolla turned a year older this past week, love that dude to pieces. I don’t see this guy enough, and even though we talk over google chat, I feel like a Japanese school girl when he’s around. I saw you get teary at the end of the thank you speech, you’re adorable. I hope you had a good one buddy, love you like a brother.
Then while being extremely tired (from getting old, and going to two birthday parties two days in a row) dragged myself out of bed to get coffee with this hipster at a coffee shop I’ve always wanted to hit up.