My attorney gal pals are having a cow... Yo - Dudes - I'm moving not dropping dead so stop acting like it is the end of a beautiful relationship. I have a guest room. Come visit. If you still need me to do legal investigations I'll crash on the couch the same way you guys crash on my futon. Besides, I can always Fed-Ex your friggin' reports so lets not get all maudlin about things (LOL). Nothing like a bunch of intellectually gorgeous self-pitying, tearfully sentimental, lets drink away the afternoon (although we are supposed to be helping me pack) snarky a$$ females walking down memory lane with you. If they make me cry about leaving NYC I will be kicking their a$$ later on in the gym (yes, we do that a lot so don't get nervous - LOL). ;-)
Turns out my naked fridge is bugging them. They keep commenting on the fact that I only kept one dessert plate and packed all the dishes away for shipping. They like my Japanese dishes and I sometimes think not being able to borrow them will be missed more than me the way they keep carrying on about that damn plate. ;-)
I will never forget the first time Jen saw my dog eating off a gold, onyx and platinum rimmed piece of china. I thought chicka was going to die in my living room or chip her damn nails snatching it off the hardwood floor (LOL). Stating it was the only china I owned 19 years ago did not let me off the hook. I was introduced to the wonderful world of tupperware shortly thereafter and threatened to only use paper plates unless guests cane over (LOL). At the time I had a mattress on the floor, a TV, a drafting table and a stool to go with a gorgeous set of Royal Prestige china. They still have problems reconciling that one fetish I had as a sneaker bum (LOL).
I was subsequently told they all knew we would be great friends because my china hinted there was more to me than meets the eye. Then they saw me casually create portraits on a whim and I couldn't get rid of them. Picking my quirky brain is a past time we all will miss. I think the girls have been sneakily training me for friggin' ever. It feels strange realizing we going to be over a thousand miles apart. This is me confessing I will miss all of my NYC peeps.
Now we're all emotional because we can't run across the street or around the corner and annoy each other on a whim... I didn't realize how fond I was of annoying my snarky gal pals. I really do love them and will have to Skype more often (which might be a scary thought for a few of 'em because I stay on for hours with the wee people - LOL).
My place looks like a bomb went off in it. Back to packing... (sigh).