There's something satisfying about hearing people say your name. Maybe this sounds weird, but I love it when I call Rachel and she exclaims, "Erin Shmerin!" or when my dad calls me Munch, or when Tim used to call me Erinello. Oddly enough, I also enjoy the occasional "Emma Lou" from my grandma. Even just plain Erin is fine, especially during private moments. I was listening to an episode of This American Life where they were talking about the book "How to Win Friends and Influence People," and one of those ways is to say their names. I agree.
Pete was recently reading my blog (and Pete, that rambling there was just for you), and he seemed fascinated by any mention of his name on my blog. Since he enjoyed it so much, this post is all about him. Pete Pete Pete Pete Pete. Or we could go with Petie, like the neighborhood kids called him, or Peter.
What can I say about my friend Pete? Here are my favorite things about him.
1. He's happy. He's almost always in a good mood because he's very content with his life and is smart enough to realize he doesn't have much to complain about. He doesn't let stuff get to him. This makes him really fun to be around.
2. He's always got some crazy story. Seriously, my life is incredibly boring in comparison to his.
3. He's honest. Well, about some things. I guess I should say he's sincere in his compliments. He is so brutally honest about some things that when he compliments you, you know he means it.
4. He would do anything for his friends.
5. He sends fun texts that make me laugh during an otherwise miserable day at work.
6. He has great taste in movies (in my opinion): White Christmas, Love Actually, West Side Story...
7. He gives good advice and is (almost) always right.
8. He is arrogant in a way that is usually not annoying. Like he is always pointing out how phenomenal his biceps are and stuff like that. I'm hoping some of that confidence rubs off on me.
In conclusion, my friend Pete is awesome. And he knows it. So posting this was probably a mistake, because it will just add to his already massive ego. :)
Pete was recently reading my blog (and Pete, that rambling there was just for you), and he seemed fascinated by any mention of his name on my blog. Since he enjoyed it so much, this post is all about him. Pete Pete Pete Pete Pete. Or we could go with Petie, like the neighborhood kids called him, or Peter.
What can I say about my friend Pete? Here are my favorite things about him.
1. He's happy. He's almost always in a good mood because he's very content with his life and is smart enough to realize he doesn't have much to complain about. He doesn't let stuff get to him. This makes him really fun to be around.
2. He's always got some crazy story. Seriously, my life is incredibly boring in comparison to his.
3. He's honest. Well, about some things. I guess I should say he's sincere in his compliments. He is so brutally honest about some things that when he compliments you, you know he means it.
4. He would do anything for his friends.
5. He sends fun texts that make me laugh during an otherwise miserable day at work.
6. He has great taste in movies (in my opinion): White Christmas, Love Actually, West Side Story...
7. He gives good advice and is (almost) always right.
8. He is arrogant in a way that is usually not annoying. Like he is always pointing out how phenomenal his biceps are and stuff like that. I'm hoping some of that confidence rubs off on me.
In conclusion, my friend Pete is awesome. And he knows it. So posting this was probably a mistake, because it will just add to his already massive ego. :)
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