I have a plane ticket back to Salt Lake tomorrow that I'm not going to use. If I had known, packing my bag to come here, that I was going to be out here for 3 months, I would have packed a lot more stuff.
I miss my buddies. I miss Este Pizza. I miss my family. I even miss the Aussies.
But I'm really having a good time with Judy. And everyday I look at my surroundings and think that we are masochists to live in a desert when Iowa is so lush, and the air smells beautiful.
I did some gardening yesterday with Judy. I am not a gardener. She kept saying all these latin names, and I was like, I don't know what that is, and she said, "the pink flowers over there". I'm only good for pulling weeds.
And I was trying to stay really white due to skin cancer, but I have a really horrible farmer's tan.
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Well you are missed in SLC as well. When you come back there defiantly needs to be some horror movie hangouts at the Edwards' those are always more fun with people who actually jump! Hope the trip continues to be awesome!
Thanks Tadd! I am looking forward to Horror Nights as well! :)
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