Was looking at a picture of a deer...

I remembered this time I was camping with my mom, Steve, Chantel, etc. Chantel and I were walking along Holiday Beach at night. We saw a deer, and we freaked out and ran down the beach. That was the only deer I've ever seen in real life.

Unless it was some junkie w/ sticks in his hair.


Other than some drama that happened yesterday, the funeral service went well. The living make things so complicated. If there's an afterlife, the dead must laugh at us.