today emily turns 30. i wish i could celebrate with her, i would buy her a nice glass of single malt scotch and then another, because the second is twice as good as the first.
emily is a poet, a troubadour and a philosopher queen. she is effortlessly brilliant, yet thoughtful, a conversationalist of infinite wit and depth. she loves calling me on my bullshit and i love her for it. happy birthday em, miss ya.