I had a fantastic sales month. I've set an impossibly high bar. That should be fun later.

PANTS! PANTS! PANTS! PANTS!

Stupid '90s commercials getting stuck in my head...

Yesterday was Kim's birthday. I put together a post about her, but couldn't get it right and I scrapped it.

Kim was my sort-of girlfriend who died a couple of weeks shy of her 17th birthday in a car crash. Yesterday while I was typing, I realized this past May 5th was the 20th anniversary of her death and I just couldn't deal with it. She's been gone longer than she was here, and I wonder how many people think of her on her birthday anymore.

Kim and I wouldn't have made it as a couple because I was off to college in June, but all the same, we were (sort-of) together when she left this world, and every time I think of her, it still hurts.

I've done four bonfires since I got to Minnesota, which is four more total than what I did from 2008-2016 previously. Are they just a huge thing here?

Skim has already been invited to Valleyfair by a new school friend. I worried so much about them finding good friends, but I'm starting to wonder why.

With three weeks down and 49 to go in this apartment, I'm starting to get a feeling that we're going to leave some of this junk packed.

I finally got a break that seems like a break. Half of it was spent on laundry, but whatever.

Does anyone remember the horror spoof of the aforementioned name? I have vague recollections of watching it with my best friend at the time back in about fourth grade. I know we liked it at the time, but I'm guessing it was pretty bad.