I have made a bag.
It is big and I did a drun good job.
Thanks to Christy who made a bear for Jaedyn and got me started thinking about making something... sewing something.
I had no idea that the people I associated with in elementary school up through high school would be such an infulence in my life. I still can't spell very well, but when I think about it I remember doing spelling words with Amanda's mom (and cheating terribly). And random friends have been visiting my dreams lately. Chase, wherever you are, I dreamed about you the other night. It stinks that I've fallen out of touch with so many of the really super and highly infulencial people. I guess it's my own fault. I also wonder if I would have more ammo in my friends to think about arsenol if I had more collage or something. I think maybe... So many things I could have done differently. I live in so many regrets that I can't enjoy the moment and spiral into regretting the moment that I'm not enjoying. Help! (but that's a rant for another day)
Thanks to my friends. I think about you all the time, even if I don't call or write or text or e-mail or skype or whatever.
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