And if it takes shit to make bliss, then i feel pretty blissfully.

you may tire of me
as our november sun is setting
cause im not who i used to be.

what are you thankful for? im thankful for the wonderful live with which God has blessed me. I am often ungrateful and unappreciative, but we live in a beautiful world. im thankful for family and friends, and i find that this is even more true since ive been away from home. you appreciate things more when you distance yourself from them...at least this is sometimes the case. im thankful for mac computers and nikon corporation as a whole. im thankful for the internet and books and visa and starbucks. im thankful for photoshop jettas my dog coco down comforters sweat pants the inventor of the tampon john mayer wes anderson and haigwood studios.

i could say most of all this year im thankful for forgiveness, redemption and trust. ive needed more than my share of all three this year.

we all have things we need to work out and maybe mine are all the more apparent because im writing this thing to the public and im overdramatic about everything so it makes me look really manic. but i do not belong in an insane asylum and dont believe that for one mintute i thought that was funny. im not a fairweather friend. i want to be friends always, best friends always. and maybe you dont want that right now. and if thats true im sorry i dont fit into your schedule. im sorry im not who you want me to be right now. but you said you needed me and i interpret that to mean you need me. not you need me when you arent to busy needing someone else. so surely as the sun is setting outside my front window right now youll be pissed at me for writing this. we'll get in an argument and youll win because i never know how to effectively respond to you. just remember i never asked of anything from you. all im asking for is a little of your time and for when you leave me, whether it be forever, for the night or just at the end of a conversation, that you say goodbye. just a simple goodbye like i mean something to you, because i know i do.

heres to all the turkeys of the world, cranberry sauce from a can, annoying and evil aunts who make fun of me in all respects and make me want to slit my wrists, family traditions, airport traffic, late fall walks, and of course to you, my friend.