Hey Boo!
Since you always send me photos of what you’re doing right now in Gainesville, I decided to put together a “future photo album”. I’ve time traveled to the year 2040 using the time travel application on Raf’s iPhone, and I’ve taken some pictures of the next few decades. Even though the world will end by 2012, it’s nice to extrapolate what our future would look like, if only conceptually.

Here’s us and the white baby we adopted for tax purposes

Oh, here’s the old wedding photo. We got married right before all marriages were required to be performed online because of the economy.

Here’s you with baby Rafael, from your brief first marriage.

Christmas Party!

Our Christmas party! Gavin came over to vist. And Earl Simmons (DMX) put an apron and put the duck in the oven. And look how big baby number 3, “David 2,” is getting. And our unfortunate looking dog, “Jamie Cullum,” just turned 6.

Obama 2012?

Hilton 2036?

What are the chances of a gay, blogging President? Probably as high as Arnold Schwarzenegger’s becoming governor of California.

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ALSO…
When you sent me that letter a few weeks ago. I wrote you a song. And I decided to record this one for you since I still haven’t given you that song I wrote for you a while back :D.

I didn’t have anything in San Diego to make the music or record it with, so I did my best using my computer keyboard for an instrument and recording my voice with the microphone on the webcam that destroyed your computer.

It’s not very good as a song, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. I really mean every word:

Love Letter

Lyrics:
Got a letter this morning
It said that “it’s getting better and better”
The girl who sent it
I think she meant it…
I’m so glad I met her

Never knew how much I’d love you
I thought that it wasn’t in the plans
But a long goodbye
And 3000 miles
Do things you just don’t understand.

There’s something about lying in the bed with you
When we laugh about our long hard days,
But on the phone I can’t put my arms around you
I really miss that
I really really do

I’ve cried just thinking about you.
But that’s what happens every now and then,
A couple of tears
For the couple of years
That we’ve had time to spend.

I miss you so much.

I’ma get you pregnant girl,
Shaun