I laid in the grass today. I aint laid in the grass in a long long time. When I was a kid I would lay in the grass a lot and look up at the sky and day dream. Porter was outside barking and I was gonna bring him back in but then it occurred to me that he just wanted me to be outside with him so I laid down with him and pet him. That was the best part of my day.

After that I went back inside and started making breakfast for myself and suddenly someone knocked on the door and then walked into the house. It was my oldest brother. I had told him I would help him move today so he was coming to get me I guess. He claimed to have called me but my phone never got the calls. My phone sucks. I like how my brother just barges in on people like that. The other night he freaked out on me for opening his bedroom door after I knocked and thought I heard him say “come in” but he claimed he only said “what?” Anyways I spent my day moving my brother into his new place. It sucked. I hate to move. His apartment is on the 3^rd floor so I had all sorts of fun walking up and down stairs all day. Dig this on the last trip he says, “I don’t know why I packed half of this shit, look at all of this, its just junk I’m gonna throw out.” I was like, you mean you made me carry a bunch of garbage up three flights of stairs?!?! ugh.

While I moved my brother we talked about women and relationships and it was very depressing. I don’t think anyone in my family has any sort of luck with love, I guess we all suck. There were things I wanted to say to my brother but I didn’t. He didn’t wanna hear what I thought anyways he just wanted some one to bitch to and that’s fine. I doubt there is anyone in the family whose opinion counts less than mine. Thats not be crying I dont care that he doesnt care what I think its sorta a good thing cuz I dont care what anyone thinks and I normally dont like to tell people what I think so it all shakes out.

Anyways so yeah my family is unlucky in love and most everything else too.