It's official.

I am the luckiest person in the world, and I have the most amazing friends in the world. The end.  So I will hopefully remember this next time I feel shitty or unloved.  This weekend, which isn't even over yet.

How we somehow sat outside on Lisa's porch until almost 2am practically screaming and laughing like hyenas and none of the neighbors cared is beyond me.  It truly is.  We were monsters...and with the right people, I LIKE being a monster.

I love my college friends to death and back, but last night, I really felt like I fit.  Even with Todd, who I don't know that well, and even with Quinlan, who I never really talked to, even when he and Lisa were he and Lisa.  But we stood there next to each other for over an hour playing flip-cup, and he was encouraging and making sure my cup wasn't too full, and not being upset when I just didn't flip it right. 

Just - perfect.  This was the weekend I dreamed about.