Liana was born in havana cuba and moved to north carolina when it became obvious that america needed her.
we met when i was just starting this blog and she insulted me and gave me dirty looks and delivered zero signals that she thought i was anything other than an annoying piece of dirt
i believe one day i was trying to AOL instant message her and she told me she had just read this very blog
i think she said, you are a bag of garbage with a hole in the bottom
and as it’s dragged down the street theres a trail of gunk that is left behind
the busblog is that trail.
i instantly fell in love with her
why? BECAUSE SHE WAS READING MA BLOG!
i asked her out over and over and she said no no no.
she made fun of my clothes, my hair, my lack of a car, everything.
but she kept reading this blog which back then did have a magic power.
eventually she gave in and allowed me to take her to a movie, i think. it was so long ago. who knows.
once i invite her to my place. she sat on one side of the couch and wrapped herself in a blanket and wouldnt let me come anywhere near her.
it was the funniest thing id ever seen.
we had many fun times after that and i miss seeing her all the time. but now shes a wife and mom and she has bigger fish to fry than to make me LOL in all her different ways.
but today she turns 24 which is a big deal, so i brushed up on my Cuban, so here goes
bonne anniverarrie, bella chica!