Lately I have felt seperated from one of my best friends. Because of the difference in our schedules, we barely see eachother. When Jason leaves for work, I'm sleeping. When Jason get's home, I go to work. When I get home from work, Jason is sleeping. I miss talking to him. I miss the long nights playing tetris even if my lack of playing tetris has had a positive effect on my grades.

I just got back from lunch with Jason which is something we have begun to do every Friday. We eat at the same Chinese restaurant and we order from the same guy (Ming) every week who has almost committed what we eat and drink to memory. The place has begun to become familiar. We constantly question the reasoning behind the two main words used on the menu: "Fresh" and "Health." (We don't know if these words are describing the food or something else) We order the same thing and we have yet to finish our whole meal. We talk about things of importance... or not. Most of the time our talk is just unintelligable speech with some other things thrown in. We quote movies. While riding in the car we listen to music and Jason constantly talks about how cold his car's air conditioner is and he'll end with saying, "it's so cold, it'll burn your face off." Which is an oxymoron that he came up with and he thinks it is clever enough to repeat every time the car's air conditioner is turned on. This is usually followed by me giving some word of agreement or a rolling of my eyes.

When I was leaving to come home we decided that we both couldn't call eachother Jacko, because that could be too confusing. So now I'm jacko and Jason is jacobee (jack-uh-bee). Stupid? Maybe, but it's stupid things like this that just cause me to love my brother more...

If that's possible.