i guess it’s not a real blog unless i actually "log" stuff, huh?

i miss ovenmitt.


she’s out east until the frigging eighteenth.


i hate my car.

it is currently in the parking lot at jones family mortuary, near the church, where it has been since i parked it there before 3rd service this morning.

i sure hope there’s no dead guys tonight.

mom and dad are going to lend me their escort wagon, which is sweet. and by sweet i mean totally awesome.

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