house, car, thoughtful wife.

The weirdest part about my whole vacation was how dark it is in Robson, mostly because there are no streetlights or LIGHT POLLUTION. And how on one dark night I was eating a smore and suddenly there was country music wafting down the mountain talking about God so my dad and I went to investigate but mostly I just got scared and he just scared me. Cults are not a laughing matter.

Tomorrow is Carly's birthday but don't even worry because I already bought her a present. Salad scissors, etc. Friday is a BBQ.

Do you ever just want to write the longest diary entry about certain people and the way they act? No me either.

Also, this is the first time I've been on the internet all day, wow, okay?