I have been getting excited lately on the rad people in my life, and new rad people in my life, and the idea of summer hang outs, bonfires and beers, and swimming.

Yesterday was the first day of spring. I was super tired after a lovely party of friends, woke up at Kolin and Jenna's, and busted down to Budgies, grabbed some tip money, had breakfast with Cheylene at Nice Cafe.

I'm stoked that I'm at a place in my life where I can be super casual about crushing. It makes it so much easier to go about my life, instead of getting all my hopes up, only ot have them severely pummeled with heartache. I'm also glad that I can prioritize my friends and hanging to come way before dudes and all that shit.

So after Nice Cafe, I walked around with Todd and Leelers. We threw some parachute men off park benches, discussed the idea of a skid summer house, went to Skidsgate and bought dollar store shit.

And we went to Dairy Queen and ate CHEESEBURGERS! 3 for 5 dollars. Amazing Sweet Deals.
I bought a straw hat.

And now for some pictures.

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I have been shit at updating this at all. It seems I can take the little things I do with my life and give them such grand importance that they squeeze everything else out.

I am swearing off love, if not forever, then for a long time. I think it's all kind of bullshit. A made up sitcom feeding idea that in reality is just a lot of people compromising themselves. Maybe I've just surpassed cynicism and entered into a new realm of bitterness.

I am getting old.

I want trains. I want campfires on the beach. I want to eat stolen avocados and fall asleep in a ditch by the tracks and wake up every time I hear an engine downgrading and the rattle of empty grainers.

I want SUMMER.