Goodbye Asia

After about two weeks in Asia, it was time to return home to New Jersey. My sister and I shared many tearful goodbyes. Well she had tears; I am bad ass and with out emotion. I got on a subway, which took me to the train, which sped me along to the airport, which flew me to an Indian airport, which flew me to Newark. That was a 22 hour experience, and I landed around 5:30 am.

The only ride I could find was my dear friend Adi who I have known since before I had boobs. I.e. sixth grade. Adi lives in California now, and I flew in almost exactly 12 hours before he had to leave. It was the first time we got to see each other in almost a year, so we decided to use our limited time together do to what we do best: DRINK. That is right internet. Adi and I started pounding down beers at 6am.

Well we weren't alone. Our mutual friend Tim joined in on the fun because well he had nothing better to do. Tim goes by several nick names: Tim, Timmybear, Homeless Tim, and Jesus. I met Tim about ten years ago, and I have never seen in with a clean face. He is always fuzzy. This is why we called him Jesus. Well he is also always wandering and is a pacifist. If Jesus were around today and smoked a lot of pot, he would be my friend Timmybear.

We spend the whole day drinking beers. Around 9am, Adi's mom woke up. She made us a nice Indian breakfast. Around 10am, we woke up Adi's neighbor and our good friend Gee. Around noon his sister woke up, and she made us Mimosas. Needless to say, my first day back in the states was perfect.

Can you guess which friend this is?