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[19 Aug 2006|07:22pm] |
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the haircut gods were not smiling on me today. neither were the swimming gods, for that matter. so i still have long hair and my desire to spend some time in a lake was not fulfilled. i'll live.
i was wandering around outside my house yesterday and came to the realization that my family is just a little bit ghetto - actually, more like hick. we have so much stuff. the major issue i think lies within the automotive area. a few old cars and the zillion snowmobiles. and the random mattress... the bathtub... the doberman. oh my god. sick.
while i would love to talk more about the inherent, uh, hick-ness of my family (who i love dearly despite it), i have brothers to see. yay!
*edit: right. brothers. tyler's generally a good time, but i always forget that cody has basically ceased to be interesting. okay, no, i'm sure that's not true, but whenever i see him he's always doing stupid things with some random loser friends. i don't know about that kid sometimes. i feel like he has the ability to accomplish something, but is just too lazy to make the effort.
tonight i saw the stars the way they were meant to be seen for i think the first time all summer. the northern lights, too. i want to go down to the lake but it's quite the jaunt, unless i want to trespass (which i don't). that and it's midnight. i do miss things about pequot - the nights are so dark and quiet. i still haven't heard any loons, damnit.
more to say... but i'm sure i'll just tell y'all about it. i like that idea better. i'll be back at school sometime tomorrow afternoon (3 or 4-ish?). i know i have people to hunt down; kate, i will see you soon.
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