Hi! How are things?

So... it's been a while. Sorry about that. Things are okay. I live in Tennessee now with Amber and her dog Hatchet. We have a two bedroom house with a wraparound deck which is the shit. I work at a little gas station down the road, she works at a porn shop right around the corner. We make enough money to live on, and we're not struggling by any means, which is nice. It seems like this is the first time in my life where I actually haven't been stressed out about money. We've got food, the bills are paid a month in advance, there's gas in the car. Life is good.

I miss home though. I mean, my home is here now, but Staunton will always be my home; I grew up there. I miss the familiarity of it. I miss knowing where everything is, and I miss having friends. You know, I haven't made one single friend while I've been here. Well, I know people that I like to talk to, but I know no one who I would like to invite over to our house just to have a good time.

Jon called yesterday and left a funny-ass message on my phone. Made me laugh, and made me feel pretty good too. I think I'm going to go back to Staunton for the 4th of July. That was always THE holiday for me and the boys. Explosions, alcohol, more explosions, and if we're lucky, a trip to the emergency room!

Seriously though, some of my best memories are of me and the boys just sitting on the golf course watching the fireworks. We run around the park first, see who's there, we ALWAYS see people we know, especially James. He knows everybody. Do some catching up. It's always been great to hang around with those guys. People who understand you. People who know your history.