last night i helped with a surprise.
katie and nick never get to see each other. but they're, you know, in like. so it's hard. i can understand. when nick e-mailed me to ask would i please help him surprise katie, well, what was i supposed to say? of course yes. i think the only people on earth who wouldn't want to help with that surprise are recent divorcees and dictators. too busy oppressing people! (although, chavez probably knows how to have a good time).
so we came up with a secret plan. kate and i would eat dinner (at lulus, where i wish i lived. i wish i had my bedroom right in the center of lulus, and those hipster waiters would bring me red curry in bed.) and then we'd "meet up with people" at murays. for ice cream. and cookies.
the whole time i was nervous i would accidentally give up the surprise. like when you're sitting on the balcony at church, and you think, "i may jump over this balcony." and you know you wont, but you could. i was relieved when we finally made it to murays. i didn't give up the surprise!
katie and nick were so happy. you know that one youtube where the guys raise the lion cub, then release him into the wild, then go back a year later and find him again. the lion is so excited, he runs to them, jumps on them hugs them, then goes and gets his wife and introduces her to his old friends. it was exactly like that, except katie didn't go back and get her wife.
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hhahaha. awww, this post made me so glad.
and you are such a good writer, shan! your balcony analogy? perfect.
so you're saying i should've gone back? dang.
you weren't even obvious at our apartment (lulus). i would've never known.
i love you.
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