dance me to the end of love

I'm in Napa, California with my family. My brother is being a complete control freak as usual, and I'm pretty much tired of him already. We've been here about 36 hours. Not sure how the next few days will go.

I'm still hanging out with A. I know that's a stupid idea, but I am stupid so what can I say. At this point it has become like that Rilo Kiley song.
And I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you
But just being around you offers me another form of relief.

Yea. It's like that. I feel like I'm in college again with the way I'm handling this. And by that I mean not well.

I signed up for aerial acrobatics classes. They start in two weeks. I'm going to twist and twirl in the air. Isn't that wonderful? Plus it will be a way to meet fun people who hopefully are attractive. At least I don't think they'll be very large, because I can't see large people being able to do that.

Please come home soon. You are dearly missed. There's a Bob Ross party in NY tonight, and I can't go because I'm out in California. We're going to see three wineries today.

How are classes/work going?

When you come back, can you bring me a koala? I want a pet.

I think I'm just going to run away with the circus in a couple years. That way I can just keep escaping my problems and not deal with them. And wear fabulous outfits while dazzling an audience.

I need to show you my video of me on my stilts hula hooping. It's pretty ridiculous.

I really hope you can come back for Burning Man. Just spending the week stoned in the desert sounds glorious. I will make brownies so you don't have to smoke...