  Ok, I'm really leaving this time, and this will be my last post for at least a week*Chris'll go crazy*. I'm gonna miss everybody, especialy Garrett becaue I'm already missing our favorite work-a-holic. This is about Chris actually, because he's been so good to me(you most likely won't care about this if you aren't Chris, just so you know).
There are a thousand words I could write in these spaces, and none of them would grasp *us* as much as this one: kismet *biggest damn smile I can give you right now*. We're an idea, this whole string of thoughts that can be summed up so simply. Becuase we're us and we don't need to be anything else. There are no acts to put on each others presence, no facades, nothing. You can come to my house and fall asleep and its fine, because we all know that I'll be asleep in yours in less than a week. You understand all of my musical obsessions. You don't like them all, but you understand. More times than I can count have we screamed "Kindred Spirits" in public places because we are. You have my train of thought, and you steal my lines, and you say them funnier than I would have, and that's ok. You've made this summer one to remember. We saw, or talked, or both to one another a good month into it before we went on a week hiatus. Then we jumped right back on the horse. You understand each and every contrasting emotion that I have, and you don't even know why the hell they're happening most of the time. But you don't need, and could quite possibly be your most endearing quality. But you have so many, so its hard to pick. You mean so much to me, so much, and I hope you read this whenever you miss me over the next week, which will be really long for us.
When I get back, we can knock out the rest of Firefly, and we'll watch Rollercoast again and cry together, and we can eat Taco Bell, because we're like that. And we have more than one week together! I guess I'm trying to say that I love you dearly. Becaue I do, really truly honestly, I love you so much it makes me dizzy. You're my sister (you know you love to hear it), you're my second soul/kindred spirit, and you are one of the best people I've had the joy of meeting. Even though you have a strange tendency to ignore people talking to you (which is cute sometimes, until I have to fix what you started), I would gladly go anywhere with you.
Who else will spend hours upon hours with me in music or video stores just looking at things and commenting on their awsomeness, or potential awsomeness? Seriously? Other people would tire of me quickly, but you stick it out for obscene amounts of time. You make bad movies better, and you keep me sane by driving me crazy. I love the multitude of ridiculous things I can say in your presence, and the things you say back.
I'm gonna miss you so much while I'm gone. But I'll learn things just for you, and I'll take pictures and I'll give you presents, mints even if I'm feeling kind. I'll be back soon enough, and I promise not to forget. Always, Kat 
