i would choose this:
Charlie Johnson, a man who I respect very much, has a blog that I occasionally read. Charlie has an incredible story, and an outrageously unique view on life and people. He's living in the western cape of South Africa and is among a handful of people that we will be visiting during our trip to SA this February. He and his new wife, Deborah, are adopting a 9 year old boy they met in the informal settlement of Kayamundi . All of them are HIV positive. Charlie and Deborah are some of my favorite people, even though I hardly know them.
Anyway, Charlie's blog is an absolute crack up at times, and is absolutely heartbreaking at others. There is one entry in particular that I love to read over and over. Charlie is describing what it was like to meet a certain guy that he had been looking forward to meeting for quite some time. Here's what he says about him:
"I finally connected with Francois De Kock, what a trippy guy! I like him a lot!!!!!!! He is full of shit but anything is possible to him."
If I could have anyone describe me in 2 sentences or less, I would choose that description. In fact I wouldn't mind if it ended up written on my gravestone.
"What a trippy girl. She is full of shit but anything is possible to her."
I'm so jealous of Francois De Kock.
Anyway, Charlie's blog is an absolute crack up at times, and is absolutely heartbreaking at others. There is one entry in particular that I love to read over and over. Charlie is describing what it was like to meet a certain guy that he had been looking forward to meeting for quite some time. Here's what he says about him:
"I finally connected with Francois De Kock, what a trippy guy! I like him a lot!!!!!!! He is full of shit but anything is possible to him."
If I could have anyone describe me in 2 sentences or less, I would choose that description. In fact I wouldn't mind if it ended up written on my gravestone.
"What a trippy girl. She is full of shit but anything is possible to her."
I'm so jealous of Francois De Kock.

