Dude, guys, its October. 

I’m 20, and its October. 

Whoa…

I love my life. 

I feel pressure to put some “substance” into this post.  (I realize the scarcity of persons who appreciate my vague protestations)  For the rest of you, or as I should say, the most of you--here is an equally incomprehensible (in regard to relevance) poem I wrote for my mom the other day: 

Friday Morning

Dear Mom

I love you

I hate e-bay

Lets go get coffee

Dad’s buying

Love,

Yea...I've been home for a while now...Here's an Uninformative and yet still somehow AweSmaXome Post: 

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It’s coming….

I’m leaving for Kansas City in a few hours…(3 to be exact). 

I got a request for one last “real post” from home before I left on my little 3 month adventure.  Friends, I love you dearly.  If I kinda fall off the planet again, let it be the Lord…but I’ll be in touch—if that makes any sense. 

Dancing Penguin, I miss you already.  * sigh*  Have a GREAT GREAT GREAT summer!  Ok?  OK!

So yea, I don’t know what computer access will be like this time around…I’m assuming this page will dry up again…but who knows.  Write me, call me, know that I love you! 

And now, I am off…

“I’m goin ta,

Kansas City..

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!!!

I know, I’m a bit early J 

I’m up at my Grandma Nelson’s home in Clear Lake, CA—visiting just a little bit early.  I looked at pictures from the cruise (I didn’t go on) with Mom and Grandma earlier today.  Vicky and Tia should be up soon.  I’m really tired…

I just wanted to share the quote of the day.  It’s from a conversation with my mother.  She’s addicted to this “biofreeze” gel stuff that relaxes your muscles or something.  All I know is its green and slimy.  She had some of it in a funky looking bottle and so I asked her “Why do you have so much weird stuff?” and she said:

“Court, after I had you I started collecting weird stuff.”

Touche.  Props to mom.  Don’t I feel special. 

Catch you all later!