Love, love me do, you know I love you

So I've decided to continue my party recollection another time as today I am missing one of my best pals Piper like crazy and want to write an omage to her.

This is Piper. Like all of my other friends, she is super duper cool. She is one of the few people I know who is rarely judemental (most of the people I hang out with, including myself, are hella judgemental). She's super goregous, dresses super uniquley (sp?), and is super fun to be around ALL THE TIME. She's not an angry forceful person, but piss her off and beware, you have trouble coming your way for sure. She always taked care of me when I have problems, always, I never have to doubt that I can call her in a jiff. She is ridonculously talented, she is a licensed hairdresser, can sing amazingly, dances incredibly gracefully, is a fabulous and credible actor/actress, and can do makeup and dress like no other.

Sadly, Piper has left me, and everybody else, for nine months, to go into the Katimavik program. It's really difficult not having Piper around, she always provides that slice of happiness when you're feeling down.

So that's a little bit of Piper for you.

My week has been alright, other than this co-worker at work calling me a psycho bitch. It's okay because I have more authority over him and he's rather annoying and not listened to all the time, but still hella hurt to have my homie Richard (also a co-worker, and SO AWESOME) tell me that he said that about me. I was really upset, it sucks when you think you're crazy and everyone does their best to reassure you that you aren't and then some person who you don't know and doesn't really know you goes and passes a judgement like that.