yeah, so my dad's house kinda burned down. soooooo that was a bummer. my room is above the destroyed room. he wasn't there and no one was hurt. his stuff is pretty much all gone. but it is just stuff.
i was feeling pretty emotional about it when i was there, but now i'm not really that excited about it, for whatever reason. i'm sure that will change when i get back to dallas this weekend.
there is a lot of stuff that i was happy to have in storage at his house. stuff that i didn't want until i was 45 or so. but i guess i'll take it now.
