Memorial Day

it finally quit raining here in the great state of montana (for the moment) and i am slowly starting to feel human again. at least, as much as i ever did. i got all the chrome, trim, and emblems back on the mustang late sunday night a week ago, and woke up on monday with the flu. and i still have it a week later. just normal. luckily, my recently unemployed little sister came to visit on wednesday and has been babysitting me ever since. she insists she is a writer so it is normal to be unemployed, but what do i know. i'm just an immature, penis packing, 33 year old weekend fret scrubber. not exactly prime material for scholarly debate upon the quasi-direct meaning of gainful employment as a means of furthering one's direct place in modern societies hierarchal advancement of hoarding greenbacks leading to post retirement bliss based on healthy, sustainable, lifelong practices. screw that, i'm spending my retirement on a hot young russian chic to keep me company throughout my twilight years. and by twilight years i mean my late 30's.

anyways, as i mentioned it is Memorial Day, a day to remeber those who have passed on that we miss, and i guess those that we don't miss so much as well. also, it is graduation weekend for most high schools in this country, so congradulations to:

crystal wood
emily jahrling
alexandra curbow
matthew mulligan
faron steele
kyle whitcraft

if you didn't send me an announcement, i didn't send you any money. tough, warn your siblings, and think things through next time.