I spent an hour... writing a journal entry.
It went through a list one by one telling all my freinds how much I cared about them.
My internet froze
It didnt save.
fuck norton anti virus.

To some up the most beautiful and gramatically correct piece of writing Ive ever done. Talking with some one, just sitting down next to some one in the grass under a tree or on a couch and talking, (and not about politics or tv or other waffly white people shit, but talking about the stuff that really fucking matters) is a hell of a lot more Intimate then any of that shit you find on your browser after your parents have gone to bed. It matters to me every time you guys open your mouth and talk to me about anything problems hopes aspirations, and If it matters even half as much to you as it does to me youguys are some damn good freinds.

I feel lucky that Im so busy nowadays, running stolen road signs back ot their homes after finding them in my yard at 11:30 in the morning, cooking food for potlucks, getting wet when Jess cant point a hose at a part of me not connected to my baby making parts. I just wanted to tell you guys how much it means.

ANY WAY HAPPY SUMMER. GO TO BED GOD DAMMIT.