Bestest Buddyness

Um, hello, Skye doesn't change her hair when she gets bored. She moves. Oregon and law school should clear this nasty little bout of boredom right up.

Of course, it leaves her bestest buddy in the whole world (me, duh) bestest buddyless. We had some discussion as to how to remedy this distance situation. I'm paraphrasing:

Skye: If you were a good friend, you'd move to Oregon with me.
Me: I totally suck... Wait a minute. Maybe if you were a good friend, you'd stay here with me.
Skye: Um, well... Have a kid and I'll consider it. After all, I'm moving to Oregon to be closer to my friends' kids.
Me: ... Love you, but bye.

So we face the problem of long-distance bestest buddyness. And aside from both of us dumping our men and moving to Hawaii together to live in singleness forever (would that make us spinsters?), there's not a whole lot we can do about it. Sigh. Depressing.

Do you think I could fool her with a Cabbage Patch doll and some fake poopy diapers?