soooooo... eh hem... havent even really thought of sitdiary in a long time... in fact, when i read i had an entry on july 11 i thought i had must of been drunk because i could swear its been longer than that... any whoot... we live in claremont now... no more trashy fucking people... no more scandals involving one of the girls cars or mine for that matter... no more someone stealing srahs thongs from the fucking wash room... sigh... i want to take gasoline to the whole fucking place... life is stable... i really am so happy i found sarah... she is always on my forefront... im pretty happy that i am having a bbq for my brithday at my parents house... havent had a 'party' sence i was 10 maybe? but it should be fun... im at that point where i have no problems allowing the people who birthed my irish ass to spoil me... anyway... on another topic that i find humorus, sad, and disturbing... i have been thinking of indiana a lot lately and it is all fuzzy... i know i drank a hell of a lot and smoked a lot of pot... but it feels so far away in a different era of my life... the faces and names of those who became friends are so very bleak now... i dont want to lose those thoughts, those memories... i find it funny because i havent smoked pot sense sarah and i started dating... and this is the adverse effect that i have to suffer from? probably everything combined i guess... i loved bloomington... it will always have that special place in my heart... it was my clean chalk board... my virgin land to discover... my gift from a friend to allow me to find myself in this very fucked up place known as earth... anyway... me hungry... lo...