Dear Rachael,
I debated whether or not I should write this as it seems that everyone down there in NOLA has no idea what this whole thing is. But instead I will try to first summarize the idea, then proceed with the unfriending. I have given up on facebook, and I am getting rid of my account. I wanted a way to do so that would encourage friends on my list to find alternative ways to keep in contact, or if nothing show them that I wasn’t unfriending them for anything they did, or hard feelings or what not. Its just a thing, its silly in a lot of ways, but as sincere as I could make it.
That being said, I have the benefit of having Timothy as a connection between you and I. So long as Timothy and I are buddies, so shall we be (I am willing to wager that isn’t terribly comforting, but well, I do what I can:).
When I first heard Timothy was married I kind of took a step back. Not to say I never thought him as the marrying type, it is just that it was kind of an indicator / wake up call for how long it had been since I had spoken to him. In that time he had managed not only to meet a lady he loved, but one that he loved so much as to make it official. No matter who it is, that is a big step in one’s life so I knew I had to meet you.
I assume before we met Timothy did his best to prepare you for what I am like. It is always a crap shoot with me whether or not I will be liked. I have a personality that tends to rub some people the wrong way, and a lot of those traits are amplified when I am around Timothy because I feel more comfortable with myself. First and foremost I have to say you are leaps and bounds the nicest person I have met south of the Mason-Dixon line. I have heard so much about southern hospitality, but more often than not it was a sarcastic reference to the backwards nature of exchanges between Yankees and southerners.
The first visit I came down there I was a fucking bitchy, whiney mess. You by all means should have just told me to go take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut, but instead you did your best to make sure I was comfortable. Dispite what I assume must have been a trying experience of having some dude all moaning and miserable on your couch for a few days, you made it look effortless.
You have provided me with countless laughs, and ofcourse beverages. You helped me branch out a little in the exploration of the French Quarter (well as far as I could handle anyways) and you were a phenomenal representative for your home. I do hope to make it down there again (perhaps when the heat won’t peel the flesh from my bones) and maybe do a better job of being a visitor. While for the most part I haven’t seen many things on your news feed that are relatable to me, your postings about people you care about in trouble speaks volumes to how much you care for those close to you. I hope that someday I will be able to be part of that circle, even if it is from a distance.
Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,
Curt
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