Its 9am

As I write this I will slowly fall asleep. I have been up all night working on airplanes, sounds cool huh. Not really all I did was what a normal person does on a bad drive home from vacation with the family in a hot car on the side of a busy interstate...Change a couple of tires, and to top it off...Paper work. Yes I do like my job though. It is cool to be able to touch these miracles of the Wright brothers mind in places most people will never know exist. But before you start googleing "naught places to touch an airplane" I am jealous of people who are better at keeping friends. I stink at it. I have distances most of my friends to the once every other week talk. I miss having times of adventure with the guys. I look at bartleys blog, borst is naming his kid after you!!! That's a good friendship. I miss that. Will I ever make myself put the effort into someone that will mean so much to me that he would name his kid after me.

I read all that I write and realize it probably comes off as whoa is me. I am sorry I just felt bad, so if you are going to judge me and call me a baby just try not to read my blog anymore ok.

And i realize i do have some very good friends but i dont see you very much and i miss you.