i have things i want to say yet dont know how to say them.
recently everywhere i go, i walk around in a panic thinking i am going to run into people i am afraid to see. im lucky when i think about how i have been home for four months and i go to all of the same restaurants bars clubs grocery stores and video stores and still dont run into said people.
my heart hurts when i think of these things.

i was a good friend.




first day of real work on wednesday night. im thinking i will make about 250 a night.
250 x 4 = 1000
1000 x 4 = 4000 in takehome tips a month.

my dad is buying us a new washer and dryer and tv this week.

my birthday is in 9 days!

six feet under season four is out and right from the start it jumps into sadness. i was crying at the end.
i love my house and my roommates matt pat ro katie and jesse the siberian husky.