My dear friends Andrea and Justin will be leaving the Seattle area and I have mixed opinions on it. Sure I'll miss their company, Andrea's moaning on various things that piss her off (she's cute when she's angry), and Justin's antics, but then again I won't have to help them move on a yearly basis anymore.
I've known Andrea for quite a few years now, even before she got her infamous....enhancements. We both were hired on as contractors for the company we work for at the same time. So there we sat in a training class and she annoyed the living piss out of me.
After training she would always IM me with irritating sunshine emoticons and such. Andrea also took great pleasure in mocking my stern look at various times. After seeing smiley face after smiley face appear on my messenger I finally just broke down and typed 'bite ass' back to her. She laughed and yelled 'love you too Erik.' From then a friendship ensued surprisingly.
Andrea's always been one to embrace her buttrock past. (Yes I said 'buttrock'. Deal with it Mattbear.) While most are embarrassed about the fact they listened to hair bands she takes pride that she once rocked out to 'musicians' that are probably solely responsible for the depletion of the ozone layer.
There will be one band that will remind me of Andrea though. As she takes her job out of state with her new husband I'll simply listen to one of her favorite bands and recall how big hair, fishnets, and gawdy makeup once ruled the day as well as her fashion sense.
"When we try to write a pop song, we go for standard pop arrangements, even to the point where we will go to the key change at the end, which is really cheesy." - Joe Elliott