[mood]: tired...which brings out the icky moods
[music]: guster, only playing in my head though

Ahh so actually today was pretty fun. My parents had a little get-together with their friends, celebrating the completion of the back porch, and I was allowed to have some people over as well. Kris, John, Jackie, and Devon all came. It was amazingly awesome. We went swimming and then watched Harry Potter 3.

Devon: I'm going to stay friends with you just for the food I get when I'm at your house.

John: You just don't appreciate the fullness of my ass.

John: Do I come across as gay?
Devon and me: Yes.
John: Damn it!



I...I'm tired. And sad. Wistful. I wonder how long I'm going to continue to care that I've lost what felt to me like one of the best friends I've ever had, for all that I knew him maybe 6 months. It's kind of a "What the fuck just happened? Why?" sort of feeling. I feel another screaming rant coming on. So I'll just post this now. I want to go listen to Guster now. Parachute album. Nice music.