Old Man

My older brother, Boo, turns 20 today. TWENTAAAAY. He may be 20 but he still acts like the Edmund Pevensie-type of older brother, stuck with his 12-year-old brain.

You all have to understand that I am just not capable of grasping the idea that he is 20. I just can't.

Also, you all must know that my brother told me that he wanted to grow a lumberjack beard (that's what I call it, anyway) but that didn't really push through because in order to grow that much facial hair, he has to keep shaving but he still wants that beard, hence the font.

(Note: I took and edited that picture. I think I posted the original picture before but I'm not sure.)

Also (!), I apologize for not being around so much. I've been awfully busy and I still am quite the busy-body. I haven't had much time to take pictures or whatever and I STILL haven't gotten my second birthday gift...whatever that may be (I have doubts about the lomo camera --- my parents are telling me, "Why not just go for a digicam?" and the stuff they're looking at are kind of...not my thing).

But that's beside the point. The point is: THERE WILL BE CAKE!

'Til the next post, crabs! (You are all crabs now.)