If there was ever a conversation to sum up Jer's and my friendship, this just might be it:
Jeramey: i love cereal because you don't have to wait to eat it.
Me: except for when you don't have milk. then it's a sad, sad day.
Jeramey: yeah. then you have to use water
Jeramey: or beer.
Me: what are you? a frat boy?
Me: champagne, darling. clearly, champagne.
Jeramey: oh who are we kidding? hold the cereal.
Ok, ok... To have truly defined our friendship, I suppose it should also have involved discussion of brunch, Ab Fab, fake engagements and cute celebs... But still. This was pretty darn close.
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love this. and you. and jer. and cereal too, duh. however, i'm not above eating cereal dry. spoonfuls, handfuls, doesn't matter, still delish!
ReplyDeleteI believe you forgot awkwardness and Ivy League boys, but other than that I'd say it's fairly true to the source material. xo.
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