No One Does It Like You

It's an average summer afternoon. The temperature is the average much too hot, I'm an average amount of bored and my stomach is hurting at an average level due to the sickening piles of junk food I've been consuming at an ungodly rate.

Usually, at about this time, I open up my friends' blogs, thinking I'd read some average things. After reading about Molly's fancy-pants new job, Claire's witty tales of Europe, and Danika's creative art adventures (just to name a few), I smiled to myself as one of the greatest feelings came over me:

I'm so excited to have the coolest friends ever.