It's not everyday that you find an e-mail from a Miss Kara REQUESTING a online relationship. Right now, she's just calling it 'Friends.' I can understand why she might want to define our relationship as 'Friends' in the public light of the internet: I've cleverly deduced her mother is probably on The Facebook, so I can understand why she would want to be discrete. But the fact remains. I am a boy. She is a girl. She is my friend. That makes her my girlfriend.
I'm somewhat on cloud 9; and the only thing that brings me back to earth is the simple fact that I haven't seen or heard from my new girlfriend in years. I'm not sure where she lives now. I don't have her number. Since she hasn't responded to my many invites to Mafia Wars and Farmville, I would define it as a distance based relationship. It's what makes us work; her absence only makes me want her more! We've only been boyfriend/girlfriend for (let me check) 18 minutes now, but I can tell this is the start of a budding relationship full of many children and joint tax returns.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The greatest day of the year
Today is the anniversary of what many consider to be the greatest day the earth has seen in the past 100 years. Yes, that is right, It is Kara's birthday. So today, we here at the "Kara, Oh How I Kara" blog want to thank all that is good for giving us the loveliness that is Kara. The only thing that would make it better would be to be given the blessing of being graced with her presence. But alas, that will probably not happen so we will have to settle with the nightly dreams that always include her lovely face.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Benson eat your heart out
Tonight a miracle occurred. Now, hate to be telling tales out of school but I am, at this moment on the presence of the one, the the only, the lovely Kara. That's right. Imagine my joy and surprise when I arrived at a little party, and what did I see? The lovely angel that is Kara. Sorry if I am not my usual verbose self now but I am still a little bit speechless to be in her presence.
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