Oh Balderson

So I got an email earlier this week from a very good friend complaining that I did not actually have anything about him in my blog; which was not entirely true. Of course now he may wish he never said that. Hahaha..... So who is this mysterious friend? Many of you have alredy figured it out.... b/c his picture is up [of course I haven't actually uploaded it while I type this so theoretically I can claim that you cannot see him at this very moment, but you also cannot see this entry.... so that would just be stupid and not true]. Right so, Os.
I met Os about 6 years ago, I met him through The Friend who knew him through U of T. He is convinced that the first time he met me I looked like a religio with a long skirt [like to my ankles]. Hmmm.... So what can I say about Os? We've had our ups and downs. He's told me that he insults me so that I won't get a big head. He tells me I've got way better fashion sense now than when he first met me (which often comes across as a back handed compliment). And that he can't see me as a Forest Hill wife. And I think he thinks I'm a drunk.
He's one of my best friends and I trust him implicitly. He has a huge heart [though I'm sure he will kill me for saying that]. He is intensly loyal and generous to those he calls his friends. I can't remember a night when I went out with him and had a bad time. Random yes. But never bad. Both of our lives are busy now so we don't get to have our weekly dinners like we used to; which I always enjoyed imensely. He's random, crazy and wonderful and I'm very lucky to have him as a friend. And now that I've gushed about him, I'm going to emabarass this wonderful friend of mine by putting photos from a few weeks ago up on my blog- hey it was an awesome night at The Fifth [and they are already on the web anyway, I got them from Ryan's website].