blast from the past.

so, a long long time ago, i had a friend named danny. we used to play in his backyard and make mud pies. he was my first boyfriend. we were five.


danny, at my sixth birthday party at bullwinkles.


look, it's me, back when i could pull off that haircut. snappy dresser, wasn't i?

there was one of us together but i couldn't find it.

i haven't spoken to him since sixth or seventh grade, and i've been wondering how he's been. i tried looking him up on the internet, but there are a ridiculous amount of dan levy's in this world.

today, in some strange stroke of luck, i came across his webpage! after a little detective work, i found his e-mail (how can someone have a web page with no e-mail address on it?!?) and i just sent a nice little note. i hope he writes back!!