I'm back from me world tour of Jasper, and I didn't think I would be so glad to be in Bramble again.
Fuck the cool random shit that happened today (like the sunburn on my left arm or the trees falling apart from the horrible thunderstorm with great winds) I'm going to ramble on about being away from home for almost two weeks and how it feels good to be in the place I'm usually at twenty-four seven. Other then the fact that this is my web page and I can do whatever the fuck I want with it, no child porn..., but because I can. :)
Aside from being able to be eye level with my fifty pound monitor, I missed the environment of the house. It just seems to feel like where I should be, that and the fact this is the only place I've spent at least sixteen years of my life, but the random stuff that I couldn't have taken with me (only things that come to mind are the big TV, PS3, and the Wii.) for one reason of another. The biggest thing I missed, other then being eye level with my monitor, was my bed. I hate the futon, I don't care what you say or think that will help. It would be better then a pool of lava... Anyways, the last thing I like is having my room back. Not because it has a door with a lock but because, well, people know not to bother my in here. dflasd;,f;lasd,fa;sld,fasdlfmasdkbg zsdkgasdkzsdfkj;sdknfrgsebgn;aev; zascv. Yes, that was necessary. asdjfnaskj nasdbnwegup;weasdjgfub. That, too, was necessary.