The last person I texted was my sister. I think it's pretty obvious how we met. Ha. So, I'm going to revert to the second to last person I texted. That was De Aja. I met him years ago online. I would have to look at my old calendars/journals to see exactly how long ago it's been. At the time, he was living in Indianapolis. He came to visit me maybe one or two weekends. I can't really remember. I know I saw him once in Indianapolis when I was visiting my friend, Sarah. Since, he's moved to Texas to be closer to some of his family. We go through spurts where we won't talk for a while and then there will be times we talk a few times a week. And, it may just be a text saying "miss you." I asked him over the weekend if he thought if we lived in the same city would we be together? His response was "hell yes." He's a hard worker. Never been married. No kids. Has his own place. Most importantly (ha), he's hot and extremely well dressed. He's also a huge Bears fan!! The downside? We fight. Well, I probably fight more than he does. He doesn't put up with my crap. We've only seen each other a handful of times. Which is so odd since we still keep in touch. I keep telling him we should move to Chicago together. He says it's too cold. And, I'm not moving to Texas. I would rather saw each finger off with a butter knife than live in that heat. OK, maybe that's a bit extreme. So, I guess for now we'll remain long distance friends. I don't have a picture of us together, but I think I can steal one from his Facebook page. He'll probably kill me though. Sshhh...
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