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Went back to the beginning of this journal and started the task of making posts public. I got through the first two months (September and October of 2001) and resumed the project tagging posts.

I have been feeling sentimental since Allen posted a picture on Instagram the other day. Just him and a Uinta Anniversary Ale. Matt Wright commented about our time at the National Ethics Bowl in Cincinnati:

quinlamaCheers!

mister.hillI'm talkin' about you, @quinlama !

quinlama@mister.hill I love you dude. I miss those days. I miss you.

matthewcwrightGood days, indeed.

matthewcwrightAlso, just for another touch of nostalgia, I judged the regional ethics bowl last weekend. Reminded me of our year in Cincinnati, getting lost and wandering the streets as @quinlama bellowed "Cincinnati, come to me!!!" Hilarious. Miss you dudes.

maddmountainLooking forward to seeing you this weekend Amigo

quinlama@matthewcwright I miss you too. We had some good times and I have the photographs to prove it!

I can't believe so much time has passed since I roamed the Provo streets with those fellas. Good times with great dudes. I need to get Marie on board with a road trip...

Well, the day is almost done. I am trying to post something here, but have found that I have nothing real and honest to talk about. I'm feeling a bit sad this afternoon. I wish I could take Nicole, be her husband and best friend, and run into the sunset for eternity. Unfortunately, she won't have me. That's the life, eh? I guess I need to pack my emotions and move on to something else, even if the idea makes me nauseous. Matthew Wright called this afternoon. He moved to St Louis during the summer, and I had not heard from him (until today, that is). Matt is one of the beautiful people. I think so, anyway... Well, I am going to pack my laptop and head for the open highway home. It's cold out, and I'm sad....