WHOA.

So, it's been a substantial amount of time since i've written about meaningless crap thats going on in my life. I know you've missed it. You've missed a ridiculous interview with one Mr. Gatten. You've missed the 4 day drunken endeavor Keeley and I endured. You missed...

Well, you missed that. I, uh, went to a baseball game on July 3rd, drank beer and ate peanuts. For freedom. On the 4th I sat on a boat all day and didnt wear my swimsuit, so I held my pee for 4 hrs. Drank beer for freedom. Kristi and I had a slumber party, for freedom. I think I have a crush on a girl, but only for freedom.

Anyway.

My favorite brunch place ever is closing for good after next Sunday. This is terrible news. Not only for brunch, but because not only do I really like people who work there, but they have incredible food. INCREDIBLE.

I'm really broke. Like, in a really bad way. And I want to come back to Lincoln not only to throw Helen Cooper (hard H) a graduation party/dinner, but to celebrate Ms. Sara's being of age. I just, I have a really hard time saving money. I know this is a HUGE surprise to you guys, but its actually really tough. And! after giving a 40 year old man a lecture about how he's only making excuses to not better himself, i've finally realized i'm doing the same. Only 18 years his junior. So, here's to making good decisions. And writing incomplete sentences. And Helen Cooper, who is in love with a fantastic man.

I hope you guys got my lame ass postcards, because I sent them with love. And I love you guys. And its not because of the 2 beers and the glass of wine. I totally swear.