Man, I'm bored. I sure miss everyone.
I'm thinking about how my saturday nights go. They usually go well. This particular one is kind of boring, but I did watch Minority Report and I also rewrote an old Dance, Marlon, Dance song-I guess just to prove that my old rock and roll song stuff wasn't totally trash. Anyway. In the boro. Thinking about working this summer. Hoping I can just listen to God and know that He's gonna do great things with me. I sure hope so, because I'm far incapable of great things by myself.
Anyway. Certain people are very much missed, including a tall girl whose walks and talks with me brighten my day. And including my roommates, who, as much as they hole themselves up in their rooms (just like I do) when here, are, when here, a comfort, cause I know I've got the freedom to walk in and talk to any of them at any time. I miss them all terribly.

Hey wait.
It's kind of weird that I'm writing about you guys as the 3rd person, and not the 2nd, since 4 out of 6 of you live here with me, and the other two hang out enough, and, I mean, come on, who else reads this "blaaaaaaaawg" thing anyway?

PS - Mikey, to be honest, it's just not the same standing in front of your mirror flexing unless you're there to call me out on it.