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Although, “help” from Kai makes my chores go twice as slow.

Walking along the beach. A new mix of indie tunes on my iPod. Getting a free rose from a homeless guy on a bike. Playing with friends at the beach playground. Wearing buckets as hats, and digging our toes into the sand.

Happiness.

Lately, my mom has been sending me packets of old school projects, letters, and stuff I did. I particularly like this Mother’s Day poem I wrote for her when I was 14 (scanned):



Wasn’t I such a nice kid? If Kai wrote that for Jenn, I think I’d ground him.

-Ryan

Or as Kai puts it, “Yo-pa-POP?????!”
Cottage cheese was so yesterday.