Oh, the woes of adolescence.

Not really. Adolescence is pretty freaking good these days. Unless I'm not an adolescent. Then it sucks. I just looked it up in my dictionary. A synonym is "Teenage Years." I think I'm good.

Anyway.

I had dinner with my father at the Wyncoop Brewery downtown Monday night. That was interesting. Not bad, just interesting. He's aged so many years in the year I haven't seen him. He looks his age, it's very strange. He's so very sad. What astonishes me is that after seeing him, I totally agree that he shouldn't have come to my graduation. He was very, very down. Very sad. I felt like comforting him. He apologized for everything he did and took responsibility for it all. Which, if you know my father, is monumental. He's growing up, and doing so is causing him so much pain. But we reconnected. The highlight of the evening was:

"So I don't really know what to think of Obama... I don't dislike him. I started really liking him after I read his race speech and then watched it."-Me
"That's exactly what I did!!!"-Dad
"Really?!"-Me
"Yeah, exactly!!"

See? We're still related. So now we're keeping in touch and scheduling funness every other week when he's in town. I'm so proud of him for apologizing and taking responsibility. But I want his sadness gone. It's so hard to see him like that.

Next:
Before dinner with faja, I celebrated two months with JB. It was another great day in our relationship. All of the days have been great days. I am so in love. I could gush and gush and gush about this girl, but if you really want to know what I think of her, it's all summed up here: http://sporkingitup.deviantart.com/art/Documented-Evidence-90206628.
Please, if you have a dA and you read it, comment on it. if you don't, comment on it here. I want to know if you think she's beautiful the way I have written about her. Imagine what she looks like based on my words and tell me if I accomplished my goal of proving her beauty. And no, that was not a shameless plug for my writing, that was a shameless plug for my love of a wonderful girl.

I wonder if anyone reads this thing anyway. Probably not. But it's a good way to relax and unload burdens.

And. I've been watching my brother's puppy, Digi, everyday whilst justin's at work. Poor baby got attacked by a raccoon and had his ear partially torn off, his tongue bitten through, and his jaw broken. But he's feeling much better. He's such a love. The only problem is we're worried that he might have contracted Rabies. We won't know until wednesday. Aagghhh. I hope he doesn't. He's cute. But justin keeps dropping him off at 5:15 in the morning. Good thing I love my brother and I love puppies. Justin even tried to pay me for watching him. But he's a PUPPY! Paying me would be like... uh... stupid. I get to hang out with a puppy. I'm happy as can be.

Hope everyone has a wonderful fourth! Everyone meaning the non-existent people who read this thinger.