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Greetings. I was going to start with some sort of excuse for why it's been so long since I wrote anything but I have none and that's not really very interesting to read anyway. It's like reading the foreword to a book. You really don't care what whoever it is has to say because you just want to get to the story already.
ha. that implies that there's a story to this post. 
there's not.

Whether or not you like/actually read forewords to books is besides the point though. I personally see my lack of posts as a good, healthy thing. It just means that I'm actually interacting with people, holding conversations and enjoying their company rather than sitting around in the dark talking to myself. Because I'll let you in on a secret: that's where the majority of my posts come from. The dark.
(want to know another secret? i have no idea how to use semicolons and colons correctly. yay for the last 15 years of my education.)

And now I don't know if any of that even made sense, which is typical. I'm slightly distracted because my parents' pantry has sea salt and caramel macadamia nut chocolate clusters. Yeah, I think I'm on my 6th. Plus...cable. You better believe I'm watching pre-crazy Lindsay Lohan rock the twin roles in The Parent Trap. And I'm wondering why I never learned to fence when I was 11. I mean, by that time I totally had the ratio of Nesquik to milk down (3 generous scoops to a glass, plus a little more to dip in the milk and then eat plain), as well as the strategies and necessary hits to be queen of the court in four square (a claim I still proudly hold. am i right people?) but what am I going to do the next time I'm challenged to a fencing match?

I'll lose. And die. That's what.

Also, poker. Someone teach me how to play please. I think I'd be really good at it because I'm an excellent liar and most definitely don't start laughing or doing "shifty eyes" the second I say something less than true. Let's just say Lady Gaga would be proud of my poker face. let's go poke her face.

Well, this has been nice. I'm going to go climb a fence because that's the closest I'll ever get to sword fighting.

Until next time, here are some embarrassing pictures I found on my parents' computer.
They made me laugh.
I have no shame.

^^^ I mean...you get it, right?

^^^

 I went through a very long phase where I dressed like a boy.

Like, I remember buying those shorts from the boys section.

Literally.

^^^

My brother came home from his mission to Canada, so we covered the driveway with quotes from
"The Red Green Show."

And I'm going to try yet again to bring the pigtails back.

This will be my 7th attempt. 

also lets get a shout out to the little white truck i learned how to drive stick on.

^^^

The Weiler's are known for their...class.

^^^

Nothing's changed.

peace and chocolate covered raisins.
yep. just found those in the pantry as well.
yesssssssss

rrw