so yesterday i was talking with one of my oldest friends, whom i haven't spoken to in a few weeks. he informs me that 2 weeks ago, his very recent wife found out that she is pregnant. now, one would think that such a life altering event such as pregnancy would warrant a phone call to one of your dearest friends right? so, needless to say, i was a bit butt hurt. then he tells me that he has received orders to deploy to Japan. JAPAN?! ok, so now i am really butt hurt! not only is wifey having a baby, but they are moving to Japan, and i didn't even get the consideration of a phone call. i mean, this is the person i call if i so much as stub my toe. he knows EVERYTHING that happens with me, and for years, i have known everything that is happening with him. i remember a time when he would call me just to say that he finally got his dog potty trained. WTF? so, i'm feeling a little let down, and a bit sad, and a little pissed that i've been "out of the loop". then he starts in on a story about how he had to poop so bad a few nights back that he pulled over on a residential street and dumped right there next to a tree..... i'm laughing hysterically, and when i finally catch my breath, i begin to tell him about a poop story involving my boss and some bad sea food.... we both go back and forth with some interesting poop stories, and finally end the call on a very amused note. then i realized that i wasn't upset with him anymore for his lack of communication. poop brought us back together.... who knew?

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