Dear Christina
I just want you to know, I finally caught up my reading on your blog. I was sixty-six entries behind.
And then I felt really awful for not reading because of all the nice things you have said about me in the past three months. So, to remedy the situation, I’ve decided to use the first blog that I’ve written in a very long long long long time to remind myself why you are a magnificent friend:
1. Everytime you see me, you swear I’ve gotten taller (in all honesty, it’s you who is shrinking).
2. No matter how ridiculous our adventures are, you are still somehow willing to go on the next one.
3. You’re still my friend even when I wear Skechers.
4. Even on your worst days you still pull off “grungy” clothes.
5. You care about things not because they’re trendy causes, but because you actually care, and in doing so continually inspire me to give a damn.
6. I’m not sure how many other people would realize that I had driven them an hour in the wrong direction, almost ended up in Maryland, and just laughed about how silly “we” were and didn’t demand I take them home.
7. You swear you’ll never act again and let me convince you to break your promise.
8. You sing beautifully and let me use it to write fun songs with you.
9. You speak french without sounding pretentious-with-a-head-cold.
10. I can always count on an honest opinion. 
11. Sometimes you worry about sharing beauty and art with others, but you’ve introduced me to some of the most beutiful songs and films and artwork that I’ve ever seen in my life. And I’m greatful.
12. Somehow I don’t think little of you even though you use weird things like twitter 
13. You smile in your pictures… (I tend to make weird faces).
14. You’re a good friend that I can confide in–even if it takes a while; but even then it’s ok because it feels like you’ve known for forever.
15. Your sense of fun and spontaneity is delightfully cnotagious.
16. Even before we were good friends, our previous interactions are still worthy of nostalgia (that one day… in DC… when I first moved to VA… and it was cold… and Amanda thought I liked you…)
17. Whenever one of us is having a bad day, we can swear together.
18. Who else will I walk 35 minutes both ways to come and visit?
I’m sure there are more, but I either have to get really specific or sound redundant. So I’ll stop now. Maybe more later… if you behave.
your stateside friend,
David Jon Banks
July 10, 2009 at 10:18 am
i can’t believe i didn’t say anything when i first read this …
david, this made me so very happy. thanks
and thank you for being such a wonderful friend yourself.
i just want to say that all those years of high school when i was never quite sure if you liked me or not (turns out not), i was only mean to you because i wanted so much to be your friend and you just wouldn’t let me in. thanks for finally letting me in.