my guys

This afternoon I skyped with Little Al. It pretty much made my day. I still can't believe Alex is already 12. He's like a real person now- he has legit homework and likes girls and goes to dances. Also he has become legitimately funny- when did this happen!? His voice is changing and he makes way too many inappropriate sexual comments but he's still my little brother. I refuse to call him anything but Little Al. I'm going to cry the day he stops calling me Sis and starts calling me Jordan. Not okay.

Later in the afternoon I skyped with my other favorite guy. Eric and I kind of suck at communicating, but every week or so we manage to have a real conversation. In some ways it's quite nice because so much happens in those days that we actually have things to talk about. I was really concerned that this long distance business was not gonna fly (there may or may not have been a meltdown in his bathroom a week before I left...) because we live five minutes apart both at school and at home. Fortunately it's been surprisingly easy to be apart. It's more a general feeling of "I wish Eric were here to see this shark" or "It would be cool if Eric could buy me a cherry limeade right now" rather than a sharp pain of desperately longing for him. I'll be back soon, we'll hang out, it'll be like no time has passed (hopefully? right?).

Here's to Little Al and Little Er. Can't wait until our next movie night where Alex will inevitably join us (by join us I mean he will nestle himself uncomfortably between the two of us) for a movie he is clearly not old enough to be watching (Borat at age 10- holy hell!) and the two of them will conspire against me to steal my candy when I'm not paying attention. I miss both of your huge heads.