victor voodre.

Thank you for everything you have ever done to show your gestures of friendship to me. Thank you for your general and frequent presence in my life.
Thank you for laughing at my cheesy jokes, (those pity laughs count too) and my cheesiness in general.

Thank you for occupying a space in my once happy (if only in my imagination)home, for allowing me the pleasure to cook for you, on countless occasions.

Thank you for hugging me when i cried substantive tears of frustration and crass disappointment as i unequivocally failed my very first attempt at "orange beef", (can someone say "hold the ginger, corn starch, and orange?) while my former husband played his online game. Thank you for buying the pineapple olive pepperoni pizza that same night (because it was my favorite), and for puking 99 bananas (the liquor) in my sink, which cheered me up, because your doing so caught me so off guard that i laughed so hard i shorted some of it through my nose.

Thank you for buying the yellow cake mix when my attempt at yellow/vanilla cake for my first boston creme pie turned into a sad and very dissatisfying cornbread mess.....for showing me how to melt the chocolate for it, and for helping me make my very first boston creme pie.

Thank you for telling me that i didn't have to be courteous and finish a glass of terrible wine which you purchased in Italy that you were kind enough to bring over one afternoon, because you didn't care for it either :)
Thank you. Who knew you would actually grant me the pleasure of being *my* veritable friend. Thank you for your genuine appreciation of me as a person...silliness, dorkiness, faults and all.
And to think....this whole time i didn't think you were too fond of me!