Well. We made it. I am in Oklahoma. Theres a Starbucks within walking distance. I'm pretty happy.



Besides being tired. Which is okay. I'm listening to Sigur Ros. Oh my word i love Sigur Ros. I love Kjartan ... yatahhhhh. I love typing. I love my uncle Brent and my uncle Kurt. I love air conditioning.

We had no AC all the way out to Oklahoma. It was prettymiserable. Yes, all one word.

Im so tired. The bed was squashy.

Im writing. Im palying the piano. Grandma is bugging me about jobs and driving. Sam made a dent in the wall. We all harbor secrets against my grandmother.......?!@?!?!?!

HHA. We are all talking behind her back its a little strange. hahhh.

So anywho, been resting.