the shortcuts never heal

last night c and pirate came over while i was (naturally) drinking wine and  flailing around my piano in expensive lingere. #forgottheybothhavekeystomyplace
she said she had sad news. i immediately knew she got the job back east and would be leaving me.
i *always* cry when friends move away. . it's something i did a lot growing up, so it doesn't feel like it should be less sad now. doesn't feel like part of "the grown up experience." it is all too familiar.
after she left last night, n was trying to tell me a story and i made him stop and proceeded to sob like a maniac.
part of was (obvs) the wine, part of it was the recent discovery how few true friends i've made in Seattle, part of lamenting the loss of a very strong support web that took me a long time to build. part of it is me being way to sensitive for my own good. all of it is just plain selfish.
whenever good friends move away, i usually dedicate a blog post to happy memories and inside jokes. they're a riot to read years later. There are some weird ass jokes me and Dirtlot had that we still can't figure out.
So following with tradition, here are things I'll miss about C
1. On my 29th birthday, having just broken up with my bf of 2 years and subsequently losing all our mutual friends, I protested and refused to plan anything. I was sitting at home watching movies alone when she demanded we run into the street in our pajamas at midnight have a toast. So we met at the coffee shop between our apartment buildings in ugg boots and satin robes and drank a bottle of wine on the street.
2. All of our dramatic readings of publicly posted things, which really really shouldn't be.
3. Always having someone around who knows how to properly lace a corset for you.
4. "This is what success looks like" photoshoots
5. the longest standing group SMS in the history of group SMSes.
6. The thanksgiving where we spent hours playing words with friends on our iphones with everyone in the room.
7. Knudsen...
8. Finally giving  me a proper "girls night" after years of refusing.
9. foreign currency
10. Sauced Rent sing-a-longs in the streets after last call.
11. Always wetting the eyeliner brush like momma Cher taught us.
here's to the nights...