Warm Fuzzy.

So I was gonna write a post yesterday about how much better I was feeling. I had a great weekend, I loosened up a little bit and started feeling better about everything. But before I had a chance to write a post, something happened.

Someone asked me to do something so awesome, I almost cried, and I don't think I've cried since...well, I don't even know. Jenn Harbison and Matt Kozisek, two of my close friends, are getting married, and I will have the outstanding honor of being Kozi's best man. I played a small part in their getting together about four years ago, so I guess you can call me Yenta.

When he told me they were getting married I was ecstatic, very happy that two of my closest friends could be the ones to make one another happy forever. But that was nothing compared to when he asked me to be his best man. My whole body got a rush of some kind of really awesome neurotransmitter. I felt like a tidal wave of emotion had just hit me and taken me under. I've experienced this feeling only a few other times, and it usually corresponds to my brother.

Sorry, this post is probably really poorly written, but I'm just too excited to care.