25/365 (Lacey)

Maybe it's because we live across the street from each other. Maybe it's because we're the only girls in our families. But we are unglamorous sisters.

Wow - I am truly bad at this, although, in my defense, I was very ill. Sort of.

24/365 (Sophia)

Your life is made up of H&M, ethnic studies, oddly named kittens, terrible boyfriends and an understated brilliance. I have the highest hopes for you. Visit me!

RESUMING 23/365 (Kelly)

I can't seem to keep up with a long-winded blog, so perhaps this is actually the best format for me at the moment so I don't get complete brain rot or forget how blogger works.

23/365 (Kelly)

You're real name is Cathy. I didn't go to an Ivy League, but close enough. And yes, I'll have seconds and no, it is not organic.

I suck at this.

11.12 - 18/365 (Mike): We fought like an old married couple over The Great Gatsby. I think you called me a whore when we discussed the Scarlet Letter, fly boy.

11.13 - 19/365 (Ashley): Rhodes blew balls, but you did not. I could not have asked for a better roommate for that terrible experience. Seeing you in Hartford was great.

11.14 - 20/365 (Antoinette): When they brought you home from the hospital, we thought your name was Anjeanette. I was not allowed to hold you until much, much later.

11.15 - 21/365 (Joe): You're the kind of lawyer that gives attorneys a bad name. That said, underneath everything, you're probably a good guy. I hope, for your kids sake.

11.16 - 22/365 (Rose): It took me a really long time to understand you, and now that I might, you're gone. But not too far. Our states touch! Come visit!

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17/365 (Chris H.)

Remember when you would call me Blythe Algar? That was a pretty good one. And remember when you were trying to smoke weed like Bob Dole?

16/365 (unknown)

We sat next to each other on the ferry to Martha's Vineyard last summer. We exchanged numbers, but then I lost my cell and you forever.

15/365 (Brice)

Why do you have to be a Republican actually working for the RNC in DC? We could've been such friends. You're so smart, but so dumb.