I think I finally did it. I think I came to terms with Zach Braff.
Really I don't have anything against him, just some weird history with him. I think if I had found him on my own, I would have really enjoyed him. Sorry Zach. Let's start over.
It has been an odd couple of months, about three or so. I am sure the lack of sleep and just general hormonal imbalance has not helped the insanity in which I possess these days. I am sorry. Really.
Alright. Here's to:
The Blog-- A place to have a voice, and an audience, even if it is just me. Someone to tell that I eat: Muffetts because they remind me of my poppa, Deviled Ham to think of my mom and Horseradish for my grandfather. And that every time I see C-Plus Orange pop, I smile and think about my brother. Just the same as Stan Rogers, Phil Colins and Stevie Ray Vaughn.
Brent and Jen--Miss both of you, come visit me sometime.
Eric--A great guy to have around. That is if you aren't charming all of my friends away. Let's hang out more.
My parents--I miss you guys. Lunch is lonely. Come home soon.
Zach Braff--Thanks for the laugh and the song. I think we have a lot in common.
Vic Park--Somehow you always bring a smile to my face. How could I ever leave you?
You--And the last cheer you will ever get. Enjoy it.
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