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sleeping in. spending the afternoon tanning in the sun in the bed of my truck. country music blaring from the garage. brett next to me. cold beers in our hands. cold cut sandwiches, pineapple, and afternoon movies. followed by an afternoon nap. steak dinners on the couch. followed by fresh
i don’t know why i can never convince myself to blog sometimes (on the other hand, sometimes i do it too much). i am one of the most nostalgic people i know. i take pictures of the dumbest things, food included, just to remember everything about certain events. i
brett came home from oklahoma yesterday afternoon, and his buddies got here about 3 hours later. and i haven’t stopped moving ever since. i took a half day on friday. actually, it ended up being less than that because i started feeling sick around 10:30. realizing i had
i realize my last post talked about how all i was eating was ramen and hot wings, but that is not the usual meal around this house. that’s how i eat when it’s just me. when i have no one to cook for. when i’m lonesome and