I think I may have finally found someone who can deal with my shit... on some level anyway. More as it develops. Nathan tought me one thing: never think any thing is anything until it is. That was confusing... I apologise for the confoosingness of it all.
I laid on the hood of my car last night for 3 and a half hours. I was just talking with someone, staring at the sky, stars, lake... the bomber that flew over us at about 10,000 feet was cool... he was all huge and menacing.
I've also made an excutive descision: Robert= very cool kid... he's one of those people that I like hanging out with...
Im starting a new painting. It should, hopefully, rock the socks....
Im done. Also: screech owls sound like PE whistles.. and they tried to eat shane and I... I was not a fan. it was tragic!!!!!!
this just in: the atkins diet is a crock of shit. Honestly, anyone who follows it is a moron. here's linda chee with the story. Thank you Ronald. Yes, the atkins diet is a crock, as its founder, Dr. Atkins dies of heart failure at over 300 pounds.

This weekend was just that. A nice break from my "hectic" school life. And I enjoyed it. I spent friday with the parents, then out on the 100 mile round trip to Roberts house. I love hanging out with him... he's jsut an awesome guy. Saturday afternoon I spent a few hours with a tall drak and hansome boy with big brown eyes and gorgeous hair and a tattoo... oh... and four legs. HIs name was cyclops, he's Robert's horse. Robert rode fairly well too for not being on a horse much, even when Cy balked. Cy is such a good horse its crazy. I'll be interested to see how he develops. Then onto Snowshoe With Mo for his work dinner. Somehow I got talked into leaving my car up in Willowsprings at his house, eat my prime rib, and then get the VM from robert about the concert ticket. I was kinda bummed about not going, I mean, the show did sound pretty amazing, and I didnt want him to be all alone, seeing as it was bullshit he was out there in the first palce. By the time I got to my car it was 9:40, and WAY too late to go. Mo, Ben, Shane( my tech) and I all went drinking at Ben's new place. I got Fucked up. I mean, it was patehtic how drunk I was.... so was shane. He laft his phone there. I am now abusing its video capabilities.... its fun! Hurray! Thats all for now.
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