Ok. Back from Montana. I wrote a hard-copy diary when I was there, and if ya'll want I'll put it up here? There's some hilarity, some scandal, and a whole lot of angst.
23 Hours in a car with my father and my brother. Oh my fucking god. I don't know how I survived.
I need to do laundry like I need oxygen. Holy fuck, ya'll.
Miah is gone until the 17th. My computer is still not back yet. I need to call Gateway the second I leave this building.
Tonight I'll hopefully be chillin' with Damon, Dan, and Jacky. :) Ahhh, home sweet home.
It is fucking nuclear outside. I think the sun is melting my face, for real.
Someone call me. I'm lonely, yo.