yeah, i don't know

I didn't want to be right when I wrote that story. I was writing it so I would get the sheer possibility of it out of my head. It was good to write it, because I managed to give Bob and Brian a happy ending, but fuck, I really didn't want to be right. Goddammit. I don't know what to say about this. I don't even know how I feel about this.

I have a number of favorite things about Bob. The list starts like this:

1. He rescues dogs.

2. He's seriously fucking good at what he does.

( this is one of my favorite pictures of him )

Feel free to continue in comments. Videos, photos, favorite things about Bob. That's what I'd like to talk about today. Also, I need a hug. Who wants to have a cuddle party?