Bad dreams keep haunting me.

Just had the worst dream ever. Woke up crying and with a terrible stomach ache. I hope that shit never happens in real life.

he's a magic man

So our Boston vacation weekend turned into a stay-cation. It was still nice to have off of work for a weekend, and get drunk pretty much every night. Life's been good lately.

My dad's next job will either be in San Antonio, Nashville, San Francisco, Pensacola, Fort Myers, Tucson, Myrtle Beach, or Honolulu. Are you serious?

Also, Chelsea and I are looking into doing some volunteer work down south, cleaning up the animals who have been harmed in the oil spill. I've been wanting to do something of the sort for awhile now, so it's time to get movin'!

great weekend

real drunk at Tierney's
the best co-workers
Dan V, Andy, Romero
too many pitchers of beer
forgot my car at the bar
ended up at Midland for no reason
scrapes on my legs from who knows what
rock band
gross shots
sleepovers
Dillon's party at the bowl, finally a high school graduate
pukie mcgee
McDonald's apple pie, mmm

This summer is turning out to be dangerously similar to last summer, and I don't think I like it.

Anyway..
BOSTON WHADDUP.

I never had the pleasure of meeting you, but I truly wish I had.

reunited.

BOSTON SO SOON.

I think I need a big change. A new home, a new job, a new opportunity. Everything is changing in my mind, everything I've ever imagined myself doing is gone. I don't want to do fashion anymore. I want to do something important. I wish I had realized all this before. I think I just want to travel all summer. Philly, Boston, Tennessee, Chicago, California, just anywhere. I just want to go. I've always held back. I want to take more risks. I want to get the hell out of here and do things with my life. Sick of the same old things.