Jordan’s coming along, which is a huge deal to me because it’ll be the first time he’ll have met the gang. It’s imperative that my boyfriend and my friends get along. It’s the same with my little brother. And happily, Jordan and Dave get along very well. I’m very confident that Jordan and the gang will get along and I’m really looking forward to them meeting. My friends mean the world to me. They’ve always supported me when I’ve needed them, and vice versa. Jordan already knew Pat, and he met Kendra and Frank before, so those meetings are out of the way. Though he and Kendra don’t really get along so well, they at least have a sense of humour about it so it’s not uncomfortable.
My brother also means more to me than I can describe. He’s been my best friend for a very long time and he’s definitely seen the worst of me. He was unbelievably fantastic when Kevin and I broke up (which was long ago). He was out for blood then. That’s one example I can’t forget because I was really heartbroken. I also have a fierce need to protect him and do anything I can for him. He’s my little brother and I’d die before letting anything hurt him. I know that sounds dramatic, but when you’re depressed, everything is. Which is funny.
Speaking of funny, I’ve started watching Lost (from the beginning) with Jordan and I actually like it. I couldn’t help it; when people described it to me, Lost just sounded so retarded. I’m only two episodes in, and despite some tiny issues with it, I’m liking it. There are few shows I can’t find issues with. Oh, but Destination Truth is the new best show ever. Josh Gates is unbelievably hilarious. No issues there.
As it’s now 7:30am, I suppose I ought to go get some sleep. The couch is only comfy for so long.