The Non-Narrator

There are two ways to deal with information after a lot has transpired: The first possible scenario is to tip-toe around it while making a cutesie story and stringing the non-narrator along while you divulge rather unimportant information that may or may not waste someone's day. The latter and less common way is the way I am going to use. It is quickly and efficiently divulging all the information that needs to be known in a timely (i.e. entertaining) manner. Here it goes...

A lot has come to pass. First off, Talysa got an out-of-state boyfriend that decided she needed to be the man in the relationship. Needless to say, she preferred being the estrogen so that didn't turn out the best. Second, the flirty waiter at Chili's became my boyfriend after 4 similar trips to the Chili's Saturday Night Lounge. Like I said, entertaining. That was a good yet short-lived run but enjoyable nonetheless. During that time, Talysa and I found time to embarrass ourselves via poole and karaoke night and countless trips for midnight sushi. We dressed to impress and yet never seemed to see anyone...I wonder if the time of day had anything to do with it?

Talysa has now moved back to Utah which seemed to be needed and I have lowered myself to calling strangers for weekend hang-outs. Yes this is the reality of a sister-esque friendship. The friendship is not dead, however, and never can be. We still send our "Peanut butter and Jelly Sandwich Notebook" through the snail mail so it can be updated continuously and I have recently started composing an all encompassing song that will embarrass both of us if ever heard by the general public.

Ahh the beauty of sisterhood!

Without Wax,

Taylee