life is great...people are weird.
analysis is like a lobotomy. who wants to have all their edges shaved off? so...i've stopped analyzing. it's fun. sometimes i catch myself doing it still, but i don't have time for that.
people stare, people look, people judge. what am i gonna do about it?
the past few weeks have been the best. vacation mixed with friends mixed with love.
the cottage was crazy. three days of board games, drinking, eating, and other stuff. lots of bugs though, and ekiva dug her own grave in my aunt's lawn. adam was none too pleased. we were especially enamoured with a game dan brought up called 'guesstures'. don't have enough space to describe the ridiculousness of it. here are some pictures to never forget...
return to reality...party time, bocce time, gizz-ay time.
oops, i killed two squirrels by accident and conor broke my window. oh yeah, and i lost my wallet. bad luck, but i hated that wallet.
xoxo cubby
