Life Without Mike
Everyone knows Mike.
He’s that guy you feel so comfortable with…the guy you’ve known “for, like, forever.” The one who gives you goose bumps in 90-degree heat…the one who makes you laugh uncontrollably at something only mildly funny…the one you liked a lot, the one you loved as a friend, the one you realized was…um…
Yep, he’s the one who knows you so well that when you’re not with him, you feel like an Oreo cookie without the cream filling…empty…like there’s something missing…something so delicious.
August 8th, 2005 at 9:40 pm
Everyone should have a Mike!!!!!!!
August 9th, 2005 at 12:48 am
I wish I had a woman that completed me. Like…the pepperoni on my pizza, the meat in my taco, the chips in my cookie, the lightbulb in my lamp, the water in my bottle, the gas in my car, the money in my wallet, the food on my plate, the dishes in my washer, the broom that cleans my floor, the blanket that neatly wraps my bed, the cold beer in my hand…where can I find a woman like that? ;’-(
August 9th, 2005 at 1:30 am
Let me just go ahead and add this page to ‘Favorites’..
August 9th, 2005 at 6:44 am
Wouldn’t it be phenomenal if Mike could be cloned?!
August 9th, 2005 at 8:29 am
Ahhh, P.
Definitely looking forward to reading more like these…. Miss ya lots!
August 12th, 2005 at 2:44 am
Hmmm. . .I’m enjoying the blog, though it’s considered a bad sign in most circles when your cat starts writing you poetry, which is why I prefer dogs. But should I really be reading this? And wouldn’t it be better if you actually told Mike these things instead of passively-aggressively posting it on the Internet for him to “accidentally” stumble across?
Blogs by people you know make you feel like such a pervert sometimes.
PS You should see the movie “You and Me and Everyone We Know.” Trust me on that one.