For my good friend back home, you know who you are.

Megan, hey. How's life? Looks like you got some sweet new cabinets. I'm pretty bummed I didn't get to help out on that, it would've been fun. Box or two of mountain dew (that rhymed) and a bunch of black paint, sounds like a party.

So I actually went grocery shopping, I know, you don't believe me, just like you probably don't believe I actually wash my sheets. But I do. I really just got the essentials. Burritos, cold cereal, and mountain dew. So now when my midnight munchies hit I'll at least have a burrito and a dew, unlike the last two weeks where I just sit in my bed and wish I'd bought food.

I get out of the army next summer. Weird to think that but it's true, my official date is Sept 4th but I'll be home before then because of how the army works. You already knew this but I figured I'd tell you again. I get home next summer. Not 2011, not 2012, next m-f-ing year. That's 2010 baby. 607 days from today. SA-WEET!

Anyway, hope you and Steve are having a good time there in the frozen wastelands of the west. Below freezing temperatures, feet of snow, ice, frozen extremities, car crashes from black ice, not a freeway within 30 minutes from you OH MAN! I miss Cache Valley. But more than that, I really...



Really...

Rea-he-heh-he-eally...

I mean really miss...

Oh, nevermind, found one. Ah dew...



Oh, no wait, I meant you. I swear, I meant you. :D