
A few days ago, Evan took me to Waterville because I was getting cabin fever and wanted to walk around in the woods and look at a creek. He showed me this big fireplace just sitting in the forest, it was huge! See those big white quartz stones? Someone put a lot of work into this thing. I want to attach a home to it. Its right next to the creek. We sat on it for a long time, and yelled into the chimney.
We didn't end up going to Asheville that night for BBS and Do May Say Think. Bummer, but we were both tired and need to save money. Now none of you have any reason to be jealous, except for I woke up this morning to a wintry, frosted ground, and everything was wrapped up in fog. Such a lovely sight. Does the desert look nice right now? Is it cold? Has it snowed? Do you think it will? I hope it snows soon here, I want to take pictures! I'm sick of taking pictures of Evan and Tonka. Boooring.

Pookbuns (Tara) called me the other day and we talked for an hour and 10 mins! Thanks, Tara! That conversation was much needed and you need to come to Asheville! If anyone else wants to call me, you should. I am usually not doing much, especially during the day time on the days Evan has work. In fact, I would drop anything I am doing to talk to any of you. I mostly sleep, eat cereal, listen to records, and watch movies. Then I wait impatiently for Evan to get home so we can go outside. If you want my number ask me for it. Or ask someone else for it. Or, you can send me an email to hahoowopner@gmail.com. Or, myspace. Whatever. If you have something urgent to say, I suggest calling me or text messaging me, as you can tell I don't get to Gatlinburg often to use the internet. I don't like coming here that much because sitting in a lobby for 8 hours is a little boring. Luckily my friends have posted several comments and have sent me plenty of messages to occupy about...20 mins. Thanks.
I feel bad for not voting. But not that bad because things went well.
Dad I don't think you read this, but if you are reading, I liked that painting you e-mailed me. I want you to paint one of Max Patch for me...this picture:

Mom, send me soap. No tallow. Dylan...doesn't read this. Someone tell Dylan to send me my books and dvds.
Anyway, a couple of picture in pictures section. Not many. More to come. Bye!