Swallowed By Time

Some say time heals all wounds. I wonder though if it can heal the ones it causes. Some say distance makes the heart grow fonder. I wonder though if perhaps that was just thought up by some retarded optimist who was just spouting something off to keep from getting depressed.

A ton has gone on in my life in the three weeks or so since my last post. In some ways, my life has gone through some changes. It has been one of the best times of my life, yet at the same time has sucked immensely.

As I said in my last post, I was in the middle of buying my first house. This is something that I hope to not do very often cause it sucks MAJOR ass. The chick who was in charge of my loan kept fucking it up and I couldn’t move until four days after I was supposed to. But I’m in now and I’m all set up and that’s all cool.

The older of my two younger brothers, Nate, is in the Army and has been stationed in Germany for over a year. He got to come home for around two weeks to visit for Christmas.

It was really nice to see him. In some ways it was like he had never left, but in other ways he is a little different (as I’m sure I am too).

A week after my brother got home, my friends Tina, Allie, and Jen came up here for a week. It was supposed to be a surprise for my brother, and I’m pretty sure the plan worked.

I got up and left my house around 4:00AM on the 26th and drove all the way from Minnesota down to Illinois to pick them up and then drove all the way back. We went over to my parent’s house since Nate was gone, and when he got home I was like, “Dude, come up here and check out what I brought home…”

He walked upstairs and was like, “Whoa…….”

From that night on, the five of us hung out and stuff and spent every night falling asleep on my soft, cuddly, heated, massaging, reclining couch and loveseat.

On New Year’s Eve we got a bit dressed up and went to see the play Triple Espresso. It was a FUNNY fricking play. One thing that was really cool about seeing it when we did was that the guys who wrote it were actually the actors that night.

Anyhow…

Now my house seems really empty. There’s no one here waiting for me when I get home from work. I have no one to cuddle up with and use for a pillow when I fall asleep watching a movie. No one is around to hear when I make up a spontaneous, yet stupid, song. The laughter and love that filled my new house has been swallowed up by time and circumstances.

But in an attempt to not be depressing and stuff, here’s a buttload of pictures from when everyone was here. Enjoy.

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This is me and Allie’s “Fuck You” pose. It was her idea and I think it’s pretty cool.
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This is the girls and me and Nate at my parent’s house right before he had to go back to Germany.
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Here’s me and Jen making the meat for lasagna.
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One more lasagna pic.
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All my brother wanted to do for the lasagna was cut the cheese.

For the record, we all made some DAMN good lasagna.
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Like my manly blue blanket with the penguins and polar bears? Here’s Nate giving a demonstration of just how comfy it is.
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Here’s Allie, Jen, Nate, Tina, and me all dressed up before going to the play.
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Jen
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Allie
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Tina
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Me and Tina having some facial fun.
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We’re either getting down, or about to cap someone’s ass with our fingers. I’m not sure which…
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Yeah, I fucked up on the timer deal on the camera for this one and got caught by surprise.
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After the play we came back and made a buttload of mac-n-cheese.
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Here’s me peeking between the front seats to say “Hi” to Tina on the drive back to IL.
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This is when I dropped the girls back off at home. We’re smiling for the camera, but crying on the inside.
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I miss you Allie.
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I miss you Tinerz (and you have tasty cheeks).
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I miss you Jen.