Looking at this i think that the world is set to end 2 days after i turn 21. So 780 days till im 21! Im starting to wonder now.... Is it really going to end. When you think of all the possibilities its hard to avoid the fact that it is possible. And it kinda creeps me out. But oh well. Im going to have the best 782 days possible. On with other things. Got a postcard from trevbo today that looked like it went through hell to make it to me. Being home all day i had alot of time to think about everything. All the momentos from shit we did last summer that are still in my wallet. And in his wherever his wallet happens to be. The last cigar ring. The ticket... Ahh what good times. A few shaky. But all in all i cant wait till you get home so we can crack a cold one, light up a cigar, and talk about the good times. And of course go to the waffle house at 3 in the morning! People here just dont see the importance of a meal at the waffle house and a game cigar. How that is my optimum setting for real conversations. And if they had any clue how much i missed it. Theyd be a little more understanding as to why i have to game cigars in my dresser. Just waiting. Get home soon trevbo. Miss you man.
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