I was feeling like I was getting a little too old for xanga, especially since my little brother and all his friends were getting one. But since I am obsessed with strangers reading about my life I stumbled upon a more "grown up" blog. I'm still trying to figure this whole thing out so bare with me until I do.
Father and sister stopped by for the night to help out with the big move. The more things we bring in to the new house the more I like it. I'm really in love with my room. Plus I have a closet now, it's also my hallway. I find it harder to say goodbye to people. Even when I do it fast I seem to be affected by it later. I think we got rid of the hobo for good. We were getting sick of all his friends stopping over at odd hours of the day so we made a sign. I think it's helped. I miss Scott a lot a lot a lot.
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Maybe I'll move, too.
Your Bro.