I Can't Even Tell You...

...how infinitely much I love my pal Jumper.

The Nicknamer, The One That's Really Blonde, Miss Hannigan, and I went out tonight. There was a dance and we decided that the world deserved to see us tearing the place up. Anyway, we went and had a lovely time and my dearest of dears, Jumper, was there.

Oh-my-Lanta, I love that kid. He is the perfect friend. He is one of those people whom you can only be away from for about fifteen minutes. More than that and you start missing the crap out of him. This is because when Jumper walks into a room, everyone suddenly feels ten times better than before. He makes everyone want to jump for joy.

And the HUGS. Jumper gives the greatest hugs in the world. Hugging Jumper is a very comforting and reassuring experience. If I had a choice, I would probably be hugging Jumper for the rest of my days.

So tonight we danced. Bad Romance was the very last song played, and we sure did make a spectacle of it. I think he and I make a darn good team. We blew the roof off of that place. And now I want to do it AGAIN. And we will, but there are only so many more opportunities left-he graduates in the spring. Honestly I'm not quite sure what I am going to do after that. He is going to do great and wonderful and positively splendid things in The World, but I won't be hugging and dancing and making Theater Magic with him. And that makes me sad. But Jumper will come back, because once you enter Hogwarts School of Theater Magic you never truly leave.

Jumper, my dear, THANK YOU. There is more I could say, but I won't because I'm saving some of it for your birthday card.