What Time is it Where You Are?

Plano, TX 1:48 am

There are rules to blogging, especially in a group setting such as this one. I suppose one obvious one is that this blog should not be used as a college version of AIM. The disclaimer to this post is that it is not that.

FOR MAX ONLY:

This is Shyler and Paige. We really really really miss you a lot. Shyler says that she is glad that you are not eaten. I think we are not sure because you have not posted in awhile and last we heard from you, Cody was biting you. You are probably eaten. 

Max, tonight, Shyler and I sat outside of Starbucks for 3 hours, all of which occurred after Starbucks closed. Did you know that it closes at 10pm in Plano?? Ridiculous, huh? Max, I know right now you are feeling left out, but know that we talked about you the whole time! Shyler and I have nothing else in our lives. We just love you thats all. Our conversation about how wonderful you are came abruptly to a halt, when a strange man with a backpack came and stood right in front of our car at 1 am. He seemed unhappy/constipated. VERY VERY SKETCHY.... so we drove away fast in Shyler's car. However, I forgot to lock my car and get my wallet, so we made several drive-bys. Shyler tried to point out that now she was unsure of who was sketchier- us or the unibomber backpacker? The choice seems obvious. US. 

Now we are sitting in her room, writing you in Africa! unless you are eaten.

Max come home to us!!!! seriously!!!! i cant do anything without you!!.. such as simple math.. using a computer.. double clicking :/ .. eating at sonic.. laughing.. living in general :( i miss you!!!! 

We love you.

FOR EVERYONE:

This blog is not a free for all. Use it wisely.

Paige

and Shyler