electron

beane and i bonded over a six hour drive to austin our freshman year. you could have followed our trail by the trash and cigarette butts we threw out along the way. she loves texas, has a hand-painted camel and still spells my name chelse. we lived together a few times, and, as different as we are, we found we had lots in common. she believes in hand warners on the gondola and went out with a tall drink of water. she's been called an electron and never fails to live down the turtles on the side of the road. she promised i can be the pseudo bride whenever she finally sets the date; i hope he knows what he's got (and getting himself into) - she's smart, sassy, silly, sexy and one of the best friends anyone could ever want.