Greetings from Ozark

Hello my killjoy brethren. Long time no see, eh? Well, I've been busy... you know the norm: getting lost, trolling,my favorite boots were puked on, found an awesome band, etc.
Yep. The usual. -_-

Anyway. I am sending this blog from small-town Ozark, Alabama, where everybody knows everybody's business. This is a place where Walmart is the place to be! It's like my friend's sister's cousin's aunt's grandmother's sewing circle. All they do is gossip!
"Hey, look at Dr. Walter. He's buying TWO Sprites."
"Uh-oh. Maybe the other one is for that slutty nurse on Floor 2?"

Whatever. I'm down here with my Grammy. She's like a fucking celebrity down here. You see, she went back to college. She goes to Troy, and she did a commercial for them. And it's all anyone will talk about. Again, whatever.
The reason here is we're having our first family reunion. I shall let you know how it goes. Sunday-ish? (It's like a 4day long event)
Yay, it's a date!

Yours psychotically,
Jab