i think i'm the shit.
band camp. video games. mowing of lawns. picking popcorn out of recliners.
that was my day.
that is my day. and i love it.
i'm talking with liz. it's been a long time since i've talked her any time with the exception of being in person with her. she's the shit.
well i've gotten far enough to actually try to talk to her about it.
whatever. i'm tired. waiting for brandon to get home. so me him and katie can... do what kids do on thursday afternoons.
i need to get out more.