standing on a porch, sad, distraught, but then accepts an ice cream from a stranger. Instant connection. Then, one of those people, where you turn around, not looking for her, and she is there - to say hello, and remembers the day of the ice cream.

Her name is just the beginning of it. What's better than an energetic, brilliant, easygoing, socially aware, cute as hell, shit-together friend who always knows what advice to give, in the right amounts at the right times for the right reasons? Not much! Kristen has always been there for me -- she's the kind of friend that's straight up as well as a sh*tload of fun, whether partying at BMan, chillin' at brunch, dancing away at a show or party, or road-tripping it up across the North American wilds. She's the most responsible, caring friend I could imagine and I can't wait until we are living in the same city again. A true original -- in Hebrew I think the word is "motek" -- a sweet, giving person who you can count on, though they will probably offer to help before you even ask.