i finally got to talk to my best friend bill...it's been months. i really hate to lose contact like that because then all we really do is spend 30 min.'s catching up on what we've been doing for the last 3 months. man i miss him...i never had more fun in my life then i did with him. we could always make a horrible situation funny. there was always a way. we were a pair...dis-fucked-tinal family survivors. and cold war home refugees. we made it through. together...i never would have walked out with out him...and i would not have had anyone else give me the last ride down blanding blvd.
1 febuary 2000
it seems so long ago...has it already been two years. is he about to graduate. have i already been in germany a year. the time flies when you let it go. the crazy thing is i know that when i get out of the army i will find him and it will be like i never left. although i wish our relationship could be an on growing one like mine and hoppers. because i don't want to pick it up where i left it off... i'm figuring he's going to freak on some of the stuff i've writin' if he does come to my page and really look at it. but he should know that i love him. and things change. and feelings change. and people change. but he is still my brother...and the only thing diffrent now is that i've got a sister too.