It's been an emotional day dealing with Ferrari and the strange and deranged drama that has unfolded as a result of trying to contact her owner. I don't want to even get into that again or elaborate more, it's a pile of worms, so instead I will get into another story about today, a story of pure sweetness and smiles.
Today is January 7th, the day one and a half months ago my friend King Kong said he would make a special meal for me as today would mark one week before I was to leave for my title match in Laos. Well, as you all know, my fight got postponed (is still on hold) so the dinner out at my friend's restaurant was cancelled. But tonight that dinner happened and it happened in such an unexpected sweet fashion. King Kong brought the dinner to our club, accompanied by his knife set and some side dishes. He had prepared everything needed to cook the meal and showed up with it.
King Kong is always such a fresh breath of air, he's always so smiley towards me and so giddy like a boy in a toy shop, so seeing him tonight was a much needed sight. He smiles, I vent, he tells me something like "go punch him", the tension I sport is broken, and then I smile back. He's a walking stress-reliever, like a free form of therapy, and no one can really be in a bad mood when King Kong is around. And if his pudgy boyish face wasn't cute enough, the random "Amy, King Kong I love you?" he blurts out is ultra cute.
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