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Long Vowels is getting married next week, and I'm going to her wedding!
Now that might not necessarily be a big announcement. After all, if you've been reading her blog, you know Vowels is getting married. And as far as you know, Vowels could be one of my long-time, real life friends.
But she isn't. Vowels is one of my imaginary friends, my online friends. We have never met in real life. I don't know what her voice sounds like, but we chat all the time. I've never been in the same room with her, but I know her face just the same. No one in my real life knows her, but they hear me talk about her, using her imaginary name: my friend Vowels, V for short.
And now I have a real old school paper wedding invitation right here, just for me, addressed with her own real life handwriting. Yep, this woman has never even met me, yet she's invited me to her wedding, for crying out loud! How crazily wonderful is that?! For all she knows, I could breathe fire. (I am going to try so hard not to burp flames at your sweet man in the middle of the ceremony, V.) Yet we know each other all the same.
And as if that weren't enough (and shouldn't it be?), The Junky's Wife is going to be there too. I'm so unbelievably excited to meet two of my imaginary BFFs in real life that I'm pretty sure it's going to lead to vomiting or fainting or problems with bladder control. It's like I'm going to be meeting rock stars.
But I'll tell you one thing, if you give imaginary friends real life hugs at a real life wedding, they're already real.

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