Well that was kinda wierd

Brittany wakes me up this morning and her boyfriend Steven is here. They are making cookies. I sit down at the table drinking a cup of orange juice and Brittany makes Steven sit down. She insists that we have a conversation and it consists of the awesome words of 'so' and 'yes'. Well that was kinda wierd. I fix myself a chicken pot pie, the one thing I know you've been waiting to hear about since that is the purpose of the post: to hear about when I eat chicken pot pie. So around 2:00, in about an hour I get to go fix up hundreds of bags for the neighborhood luminaries. I'm about to jump out my jeans im so excited about these luminaries. Damn damn, I was near to talking about something but realized I can't cause of target audiences that may be reading. Crap shit! I have to censor myself to an extent and that sucks. But about what I was thinking about, I just may venture down that avenue sometime in the near future. The time has pretty much come to start applying for summer jobs. I don't know if I want to go back to the beach or stay at home. The beach affords many opportunities to work with a familiar group of hokies, old friends,surfing, fishing, shrimping(with larry and his grandpa), nights up on top of the bunker staring at the ships at sea. But a good 'ol friend of mine will not be there, and he was one of the greater sources of entertainment. Now if I work here around Raleigh I will not be around the beach and I may just lose my mind, it is a possibility. One thing I know for sure is that I can find a job that pays a lot better for less work. The thing I have to weigh now is, will I be happier with a different job or would I rather be at the beach? One thing for sure, if I go to the beach, I can get one helluva farmers tan and thats alright with me!