I knew nothing about you. I had never talked to you. I had only a vague idea of who you were. And even, when we were in the same group, it was because we were abandoned by all our partners.
But goddamn, it's been rowdy since.
In fact, writing this, I'm not sure what I should be saying. It might be that I feel that it's all out there, it might be this bizarre cognitive inebriation that I have going on right now, but I'll give it a shot.
Steely Dan Neely. If there's any class that's been rowdy, Statistics has been it. And I look forward to doing nothing in the class but hanging out with you.
One of my biggest disappointments this year (Besides, you know, the obvious) was being unable to do the final creative writing project with you, just because I think working creatively with you would have been immense amounts of fun. And you know, I think easily, if I'd met you earlier on, we would have been really good friends. Very easily. When it comes down to you and I being friends, I think we have the exact same approach. I would not be surprised at all if you were thinking the same things I'm thinking - namely, that it would be bitchin' to do something before the year's up.
Expect an email in Iowa, man. I regret that I didn't get to know you as well as I'd've liked. But maybe this summer.