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Well, I want to make this page of my real life friends. You've seen the links
to my online friends, but these are the real deal, the friends that I see on a
mostly daily basis, the people I hang out with, the real loves of my life. As
of now, this page is very primitive, because I just really want to get it up
and running and I can't think of how to make it elaborate. So just deal.
"Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies." - Aristotle
I guess I'm one of those sentimental types who agree with that statement. For
me, a friend isn't just someone you hang out with. It's not just someone who
makes you look cool to be with, or someone who you waste your time with because
they can stand to be around you. It's not even just someone you have stuff in
common with. It's like, I don't know... Like some people just don't work quite
as well without the supplimentation of other people... You know, like as just
me, I am, well, just me. But with my friends, we're like pieces that make a whole.
Not emotional vampirism or co-dependency or fear of being alone or any of that.
Just absolute giving.
So now that I have stammered my way through what a friend is, I will
tell you now who a friend is.
What's a BF? No, no, just forget everything you read in Seventeen
magazine; this is not the hip term for a boyfriend. BF is a serious thing. BF
is more than a "best friend" (the abbreviation's literal definition). The BF
Brigade is a group of four people-- Doug, Shannon, Jessica, and Mary (hereafter
referred to as BFD, BFS, BFJ, and BFM)-- who, well, it's hard to say. I guess
that if you look at the above definition of friends, the BF's are four people
who best fit that definition. I don't know where I'd be without the BF's. Oh
wow. Corny and clichè. But you know, it's true. The whole "BF" thing started
back when I first met BFJ. She was in my junior English class, and we didn't even know
each other. But these two girls in our class, who were best friends, showed
up wearing very similar shoes one day, so we laughed about how, if you want
to be best friends, you apparently have to wear the same shoes. So BFJ (who was
then just "Jessica") said, "Doug, let's go get some best friend shoes so we
can be best friends." The joke went on, and soon we were calling them "BF shoes"
and calling each other BF's. At the time, I was friends with Mary and Shannon,
but not as close as we are now. There was no BF Brigade. My senior year,
however, the four of us ended up in the same theater class, and Jessica and
Mary were on my newspaper staff, so we quickly became friends with Jessica.
Mary, Shannon, and I had a few classes together, so we grew really close, and
before long, the four of us would often do stuff together, just the four of
us. So the BF Brigade started. Now, we're really quite inseparable. Here
are pictures of the BF's.
(At this point, I have no pictures of BFS... But I will VERY soon!)
Remember, this page is in its VERY formative stage, so come back eventually!
Please Note If you ever wrote to
me at any other email address, stop. As of now, the only address at which I
will find your mail is heyjupiter1@hotmail.com.BF Brigade
These pictures are of BFJ, BFM, and Nic,
a friend of ours but not a BF. (It may sound rude to say someone's not a BF,
but it's not; not everyone can be a BF, and just because someone isn't a BF
doesn't mean he or she isn't an amazing friend.) This was my artistic vision;
BFJ and BFM are in love with their respective manequins, and Nic is playing
the part of a manequin. Hey, how do you spell manequin? :-)
This is a picture that BFJ took of me meditating in front
of a "meditation chapel" in the "BF Park," a park we discovered in downtown
Salt Lake that we just love!
