| | left the chaos and disorder.
so i'm back from mexico, having neither been kidnapped by a drug cartel nor having contracted the swine flu. it was amazing. i'm about to post pictures to my myspace and facebook of us having a darn good time in case you care to take a gander. but puerto vallarta was beautiful and between boogie boarding on amazing waves, snorkling, swimming in waterfalls, zipping across waterfalls and through rainforests, and swimming with dolphins, i managed to enjoy myself (fancy that). it was great. and i wrote all about it in a red notebook. since i am most likely the only one reading this, i'm not going to bother to write much more.
going back was a bit tougher-- we were stranded for the night in phoenix. but we're back now, and all is well.
dad's flower gardens here in littleton are beautiful and mom has taken time to assure me that she and dad really want me to be happy in school-- they don't expect a career to come with my degree. big surprise there. i'm overwhelmed with gratitude, really. i was able to open up to mom about some of my worse feelings while we were on the trip, and i think it was all for the best. i didn't mention the six-pack situation, but said there was something that made me feel the way it had and i hope to get counseling for it. okay, i'm done writing that part now.
tomorrow is spud's birthday and father's day. in fact, spuddy was born on father's day. and now he will be seventeen! i can hardly believe it. i still need to buy him something and make cards for both he and dad. good times.
i miss brian. i hope i can call him tonight.
i've been having a bunch of strange dreams lately, most of which involve the music of judas priest (ha). last night i dreamed that brian's dad was still alive and he, brian, and michael (who had a bunch of musical notes tattooed all over him) were listening to priest and going to visit my parents. crazy stuff.
last thing: today, while going through phoenix security, the tsa guessed i was thirteen or fourteen. great. thanks a lot, guy. remind me to never make out with twenty-somes in public for at least ten more years.
i will be home around five thirty tomorrow. hooray.
~the lizard queen |
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