I've said my goodbyes to the sun, my little one
Yesterday I made the most delicious sandwich. Dutch hard salami, ham, and cheese my mama bought at the cheese market. Very very tasty, I did well. They also have chips with paprika here, it's kinda like european barbaque chips.

There's some crazy stuff going on in the middle east now. So where do my parents think it's a good idea to visit?? Turkey, gateway to the middle east. Needless to say I'm not very excited. Shit is really going down over in Lebenon.

It's almost scary how much I believe in Sam Jackson. I honestly believe that if we gave him a butter knife, a desert eagle, and a canteen of MD 20/20, he would solve any conflicts in a matter of hours. This is something I truely, 100%, believe. Sam is the man. Lucas didn't let him keep the "purple drank" (mace's lightsaber) because he feared the balance of power in the world would be thrown off.
I miss photoshop, microsoft Paint doesnt work in layers...
I'd like to thank Mr. Sharpton for all his help knocking out the technical kinks and such with the blog. I really appriciate the comments, either by facebook or the blog itself. It really makes my day to read them, and it's my only interaction with anyone my age I get.
Anyway, here's a quick on to tide you over


7 Comments:
where do you come up with this stuff? why are you going to turkey? maybe you could visit turkish!!! that would be really funny. you'll see him on the street with the rest of his terrorist group, he'll come up to you and whisper "help me!" mom and i are in new orleans today. not quite like amsterdam. but it's dirty, there are lots of torrists, drugs, bars, beer, and of course naked people. talk to you later. love you!!
kellen! yo bro! im on my day off in an incredibly sketchy public library which is the only place i can use the internet here (my laptop's in ruston, bad move on my part). fatastic move on the blog! it's good to be able to keep up with you! what fun adventures. im glad youve got your family and animals around. my time in this place is limited, but i was able to read of your adventure's thus far. ill catch up with you again soon! later, bro!
-kyle
Ah Turkey, land of the smelly men, hairy women and hatred of all things western...oh I'm sorry that's France. I am seriously enjoying your blogs. If you'd like a counter to see how many hits you get, click the link "bloglet" below the counter on my site, create an account (for free) and then just follow the instructions. Talk at you later!
Joel
Oh jesus, these stories are exactly what i need. Joel and Ella went to Bastrop, Erin went to New Orleans for the whole goddamn week, and saturday night (after an 8 hour mcat mind you) i walk in on jason and rachel on the couch. beautiful. needless to say, i've been sleeping on the couch and pondering my existance all by my lonesome since you been gone. Where have you gone my Rosalia? btw, Oblivion kicks ass.
Heh man. Yea I figured they would start doing it on the couch when I left. It always seemed like a chore to actually go do it in their own room. Oh well, sorry man. Gonna try and con my parents in to letting me come home a week earlier (you know, like I originally planed) but I dont know how successful that will be
hey dude, amsterdam huh? I wish i was there, I've never been to Europe but it sounds like fun. You should go to a college or something and find people around your age. I've come to the understanding that your phone doesn't work.....
one more question....
Do they have taco bells there?
Alright look here... We were not doing anything on the couch... not yet anyway. Ive actually kept it to my bed or the shower. Chase...You are a liar. Im just trying to fulfill my loneliness since you walked out of that door. Rachel and your funny ass blogs are the only things that get me through the day without you. Im in love with you. Ignore last line. But really, keep these stories commin man. Your writing skills are...surprising. So, try and have a little fun over there, keep us posted, and ill be here... alone... waiting for your return.
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