So a year later, I found myself where it all started...

Marvin and me chilling at his house, only this time I remember talking to his parents. They buy me apple juice now instead of making up the spare bed for my drunk ass to sleep in. This time I gave the modesy cookies downstairs rather than making him follow me upstairs. I would later learn that modes isn't allowed upstairs and silly me I thought I was simply charming the fella. Well mission accomplished, I believe I charm him with every knock at the door (Now I actually ring the doorbell).

For me, it really has been a great year. I don't think I have necessarily grown up or become a better person, but I definitely feel more amazing. I owe that to Marvin because he really does make me feel special. He's the only person I ever wanna raise a clan of bulldogs with, my muse for all buddhabuddybellybabyboy and ewok creativity I never knew I had, and the sexiest damn mexican to rid those such mexican fears. Haha... and he knows what I am talking about! Cheers to us and our amazing sex, too! I love the smushy face.

And to think none of this could have ever happened without some outside influence from first and foremost Booze, some charming mexican phone calls, booze, "my standards aren't that low" and James and lindseys guilt trip, booze, Wilber and "weee" and some big bear with a beard.

Kisses for Marvin... FROM THE VANILLA BEAN <3

"cause that ass is so nice" -marvin en mexico '07