mmh I haven't updated in forever...wait, "update" is Xanga, not Blogspot. Forgive me. I have not blogged in a long time. Last week I went to the beach with Jake for spring break. It was hell while I was there for certain reasons, but looking back on it now I think I had a lot more fun than I realized at the time. Oh well. I slept over at Sarah's on Friday when I got back because I missed her so much. We watched Orange County, then Finding Nemo twice. I forgot how much I love Orange County. That movie is amazing. I have no doubt in my mind that Lance is the funniest part Jack Black has ever played. Pooh is over. Which is a relief, and kinda bitter. I don't have anything to do anymore, and I won't see Sarah every day. And to top it all off, she's quiting Almost, Maine to do some stupid thing in Charlotte. I just happen to remember a story I would like to share with you guys. Thursday night [the night before departure] we decided to walk out on the beach. After Jake runs away with my shoe and throws it up on the dunes, we continue to walk down the beach where a mass group of people are huddling around one spot. Thinking it's a dead shark or something, we decide to walk over to determine what's going on, when we do, this woman turns around and asks Jake where his shirt is, acting like she's known us for years. I then ask "what is this?" and she answers "it's a memorial service...a family thing" Well as you can imagine, we feel pretty damn stupid. So we simply run back down the beach. Possibly the funniest thing to occur on that trip?
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I love Sarah.
Love, Will
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