Rachel and I met at work. She's pretty much the best in the world.
Then this one day, I went to sign my contract for my new apartment complex. And Rachel opened the door.
So now, we're not just friends. We're neighbors and friends. Awesome, right?
Just a few fun facts: She loves presidents. She can tell you all about syllables. She plays the piano. She screams "NO" when she's excited about something. And she writes a fantastic blog.
In short, she is perfection.
I'm glad we're friends.
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