They say time heals all wounds, but they seem to forget about the scar that is left behind.
Went to the lake.
Stephen taught me how to skip rocks. I got bored of that.
Took pictures of Stephen skipping rocks.
Stephen skipped a 90 pound rock.
Took pictures of said lake.
Went to cook food - realized we didn’t have pan.
Drove 30 minutes to nearest town to buy pan.
Bought Absolut.
Made food.
Drank Absolut.
Camped. Froze our asses off. Cuddled together for maximum warmth.
Woke up. Made breakfast.
Met chipmunk. Named him Scooty.
Took photos of Scooty.
Scooty is a camera whore.
Packed up.
Went home.
Photos to commence.
It bums me out that I was born too early to experience personal space travel. I would give anything to be able to explore new worlds, to see the universe from inside a small, seemingly insignificant vessel. There is so much beauty in our own world, I can only imagine what other ones have in store.
Fuck new stuff. I want new old stuff.
Bitch please, I don’t need this, I still have the original.
I’ve been through a couple different xbox 360’s, seen Playstations come and go, but this motherfucker, my Super Nintendo, has held on for almost 20 years. They just don’t make ‘em like they used to.
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Cortana (Halo 1-4)
Halo 3 Cortana will always and forever be my favorite. Even considered getting the same haircut and dying it blue.
Haven’t completely thrown out the idea, either.
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