I was embarressed today.

It's embarressing when you buy a drink at a coffee shop and forget to pay becuase you're talking so much to the owner that you know reasonable well. It's embarressing to go back and try to pay and they won't let you because it's now a gift. It's embarressing not only, but also because you went down to the coffee shop partially to get out in the sun( I was walking) but also to ask the owner for a donation for a cause you are trying to raise money for.  wooops.

Nastalgia: I know that this is what I am destined to feel when I drive through peoria this summer and see the fields filled with combines. It is an extremely boring jobs and I'm looking forward to a summer without it, but there is just something about not being apart of harvest around here that makes you just a little bit out of it. It means that you work crazy hours, have no social life, and never look nice....for weeks on end, sounds like a ball. But, there's just something about it, that I really don't know how to explain. I don't know why I'm writing this. The nastalgia hasn't even come yet, but I know it will. At least I'm prepared for it.

I'm looking forward to summer without the ties of harvest and combining. Kevin is working in a warehouse during harvest, but its real close so at least I can visit him.:)

Well PEACE OUT to Justin

And to the rest of you, thanx for reading this discombobulated post.