Father's Day in Springfield

We dropped off Stephanie at her place and sluggishly backtracked on I-70, heading with Audrey to my dad's house to suprise him for father's day. We brought him a bag of little gifts, which he responded to in a respectful mannor, although joking, saying, "if anyone has some chocolate, I'll be glad to trade them." Kara just stared and yelled at him in that girly whine: "Raaaaaaaaaj", hysterically responsive.

I conjured up some damn good steak and chicken. We all ate together at the kitchen table; Ben and E.J. being loud and obnoxious. E.J., as usual, only ate meat and no vegitables, eating unhealthily is common for his chubby badonkadonk. ^_^ He is chubby, regardless of how nice he can be; that little prick. ^_^ My dad was stressed due to their misbehaving, little bastards. Anyways, 'most everything went well but the boys.

I went on a walk through the fields and the woods, running down the big hills and climbing some fallen trees to cross the stream; everyone's skin gets irritated from climbing the hay bails, especially my already diseased skin. It's beautiful out there, with the full trees blowing in the wind and the sun shining trickling through; felt nice to sit in the sun reading for awhile. I think i found some new hangouts back in the woods--you know--to sit and chill, reading, writing, or listening to music. I'm kind of preoccupied; I might write tomorrow after summer gym, damnit.