  Forgot to mention; Yesterday, my mother, sister, and I went out and looks for birthday presents. For my birthday. Yes, my birthday. Apparently, this is the custom among other families, but it is an extreme rarity in my nuclear family.
I ended up getting some very strong hiking boots, a tank of gasoline, and looked at tents. Youth group makes me sad. As stated, I find the last bastion of quasi-fellowship in church. But recently, I feel more aloof, less connected, as though I do not belong here. I feel like a puzzle piece sitting in the hand of the Great Puzzler staring down at the unfinished puzzle. I know I belong somewhere in that great connective collective, but where? Thoughts have turned to prom even though it is months away.
I plan to ask Emily to it. I hope I haven't asked too late. I know women like to look extremely good for these kind of special occasions. I just hope she won't feel rushed. Mental note: Should I ever rejoin the world of multiplayer gaming, I will take on the alias "Gravefeeder. " Just because. Mental note: I use too many sentences with the subject "I". Fix that. 
