Fickle Memory
Sometimes an external hard drive is worse than a box full of photos. At least you know to avoid the box. Found some old old [circa 2004] pictures from my trip out to connecticut and it hit me all wrong. There were pictures of me, SB, Jen, and Thom all chilling. And pictures of my grandparents and shenanigans and I miss you fuckers.
I miss my pop.
I really need to get back east and see you bastards again. I miss you like burning.
I'm buying [hopefully, anyway] some art off the most fabulous rye-bread too. Looking forward to that. A related note to myself, if that actually goes through I owe Ryan 44 bucks. Fingers crossed.
...And I may get an iphone. And a facebook. Depending on ...a lot of things. Idk.
I need to practice bass and write and finish p4. Yes.
I miss my pop.
I really need to get back east and see you bastards again. I miss you like burning.
I'm buying [hopefully, anyway] some art off the most fabulous rye-bread too. Looking forward to that. A related note to myself, if that actually goes through I owe Ryan 44 bucks. Fingers crossed.
...And I may get an iphone. And a facebook. Depending on ...a lot of things. Idk.
I need to practice bass and write and finish p4. Yes.