The drive home from work was really foggy. During that drive I concluded that there are only six people that I would take a bullet for.

one person likes anime and I can talk to her for hours because she's so cool in her own way, and I like that a whole lot. one is so nice and always tells me that she loves me and the cool thing is that I actually believe her. one I can honestly say is my best friend and always makes me feel like I'm worth something even when I'm moody and feeling sorry for myself. one is the coolest guy I've ever met and even when he rules the world someday, he'll still call me and tell me all about it. one I don't hang out with often but he's got a unique sense of humor and I can talk to him about anything and everything. one gives me free liquor and that's awesome and she's always there when I need someone to talk to.

I'm a lot luckier than I previously thought. I like when I surprise myself.