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well...with a little encouragement, and self encouragement...and memories of the previous autumn, i suppose i might start writing entries once again. being dreadfully awful at expressing myself, it'll probably be healthy in some modern way.

it's been an enjoyable summer, reminiscent of last, but still special in its own way. what with all the drinking, and friends, and shows, and adventures, and fireworks, and drinking, and temperate days, and working, and WORKING, and drinking, and storms, and drives, and friends, and sleeping, and smoking, and drinking, and drinking. you're only young once...unless you drink from that magical spring in tuck everlasting. so...successful summer, but i'm looking forward to living in a home rather than a house.

looking ahead autumn is close, and nothing could be greater. took a week of vacation from work to gather myself before school starts next monday, and i'm going to use this medium to help me remember all that i hope to accomplish in the next one hundred and sixty eight hours.

list:

-clean my room

-clean the whole house and garage

-clean my car

-yardwork (to the max)

-paint my room

-brew new batches of cider and one of beer

-fix my fender cabinet so i can sell it

-go to the junkyard with jared

-buy new socks

-make more sun jars

-have the piano tuned/fixed

-have a jamboree with ryan

-visit lincoln

-begin arranging the makings of a christmas covers album

-spend quality time with rudy

-cook

-see people i don't see often enough

i hope come next week that this was the short version of what was completed. if you want to help paint or anything else on here you're more than welcome to join me on the glory quest.