JEFFERTON ALIVE! Tom Goes to the Mayor is the best show ever!
My summer job always makes me realize that I don't want to do anything with my life. I don't want a career. I don't want to work in an office. I don't want my own desk. I don't even want money. Money is stupid. I'd rather go back to the barter system because I'm sure I'd be better at making beads or hunting animals for their pelts than entering Iowa State Fair entries into a tired, old computer. I spent the weekend in Pella. Sarah and I climbed the library fire escape and stole "No Trespassing" signs because we're cool like that. Her brother is visiting this week so I'll probably eat dinner with them one of these nights. He's pretty cool at least that's my impression of him from the brief amount of time I spent with him while in California. Sarah practically worships the ground he walks on so I'm always unsure of what to do or say when he's around. I don't want to embarass her or myself. She keeps telling me that her brother will stay up and drink all night with me. I'm thinking about Tennesee or is it Kentucky?...There's only an hour left of work and I already wish I was at home.