a tale of the finer things in life: part iv.

taylor o,

time flies when you're having more fun

than you've ever had in your whole entire life.

storytellers are dramatic. 

it's july 15th if you didn't already know.

i'll start by saying this:

provo just isn't what it used to be.

i'm not entirely sure what i mean by that,

but it just feels right.

all i know is,

here i am,

sitting on the couch that we no longer share,

thinking about how we're no longer roommates

and how i could really go for a good grilled cheese.

on that terribly depressing note,

 here are some things to chew on:

1. i had the greatest fourth of july of all time.

we were together for part of it.

but that was the last night i saw you.

it seems only fitting that the last thing we did together

involved me mastering the "goofy fall" into the pool

while you critiqued it, on america's birthday.

2. i went on a road trip with your family and you weren't there.

it worked out though, because i love the mountains

and your family. and i'm pretty sure they love me,

but you can't trust anyone these days. except for ourselves

and our families, so, moot point.

and, in case you don't remember THIS:

i included a photo for your viewing pleasure. 

also, i'd just like to say that, a good idea 

would be for us to bring back air quotes.

you know, put "quotation marks"

around "things" that don't really need "them."

all the blogs are doing "it" these days.

i mean, i don't really know what else to say.

my life is hollow and meaningless without you here

rocking me to sleep in my sanitary pajamas,

or encouraging me to, "go ahead. have an 11th cookie."

but such is life.

lots of people have just been asking lots of questions
about what i'm going to do in DC.
to make things easier, i've drawn up
a structured response that touches
on all the reasons i'll be out there.
they obviously include investigating gang warfare
in its unnatural habitat, interning for a congressman,
and firing up some politicos with a few good racial
slurs at the washington monument.
so, nothing that different from my life here.
except the internship part.
unless you consider napping a kind of internship,
which i do, so, catch-22. 

anyway,

if you need me, i'm available via iphone 4s (so, imessaging),

email, real mail, smoke signals, or pony express.

(this is me trying to be available to you).

or gchat probably. but less and less these days.

k bye & xoxo,

taylor b.