A tribute to my [until-further-notice] life partner, Marta.

Why friendship with you rocks
1) Because you are always game to put biker/pirate/generally bad-ass temporary tattoos on your butt with me
2) Because you get the concept of “driving with your feelings” and that we always end up where we are supposed to
3) Because we cut down a tree in a strangers yard for our Christmas tree
4) Because you did not panic when the first night we had Oscar we made him foam at the mouth and bathed him in toilet water
5) Because you understand that the higher the pitch, the cuter we think something is
6) Because “you cannot begin to understand… the depths… of me…”
7) Because friends don’t let friends date men who are A)boring B)Douchey C)Cocky D)Don’t love Jesus
8) Because figure skating on TV can inspire us both to abandon our homework and our other roommates to sneak off to the Cheesecake factory in Boston at 10:00 at night
9) Because you know that Peanut Butter Jelly Time demands a response
10) Because you understand that my meltdowns about things like post-it notes or closet space are never about post-its or closet space.
11) Because you let me keep my paper fish for 6 years now
12) Because we will drive to Maine at midnight to get one 6-pack of beer
13) Because we have about the same tolerance for crowds/parties and some freakily aligned internal clocks that tell us to leave at the same time
14) Because Dance of the Dissident Daughter has rocked our world
15) Because you have shared my crush on Woody Allen and have also wondered what it would be like to kiss him
16) Because we are ambitious enough to consider running a marathon, but reasonable enough to go for the half-marathon
17) Because we both have shiny happy fits of rage… which occasionally involve throwing bras into a fit pit and shouting “IF GOD IS MALE THEN MALE IS GOD!”