ode to my sister

So I broke up with my bf about 4 months ago. I finally went back and tracked down what day it was (May 6th) so I could stop saying 3 months, because I didn't know but knew that wasn't right. My sister was also in a long term relationship that started at roughly the same time. If I moved to Alaska during mine, she dropped off the face of the fucking earth. It really wasn't her fault: she lived in Vancouver and didn't have a car. It is really hard to be mobile in those conditions. the moral of this story is that I didn't get to see my sister much in the last 2 years. She finally broke up with her boyfriend and moved in with a friend, and she is much closer in (60th and Division). I too lived in Vancouver for a spell, and now I am much closer in (SE 13th and Pine). I want to take a minute to appreciate how close that is to EVERYTHING!!! That is not the point of my blog, however it is a very good point. The point of my blog is my sister and I have been spending a lot more time together now, since she is looking for a job and I have a car. I was also mad at her for a spell, which is fair since she was mad at me too. Anyway, I forgot how much my sister and I are a matched set. We get along quite well, we are a lot alike, and we have a lot of fun together. Nobody in this world understands me like she does, and that is important when you're as weird as me. We get each others jokes, most of which are inside, and we have a LOT of them (Klopek, what is that, Slavik?). I'm rambling, but what I'm getting at is it's good to have her back.