"Our mountains are really pointy, our prairies are not"
It has apparently been over two weeks since I last updated, which is kind of unthinable. Sorry! But these things happen. I am no longer in Valpo, but rather back in Sheffield where it is grey and dismal, mostly.
In the last two weeks, there was much hanging out, some Diablo, some Left 4 Dead, some movies and some parties. One of which involved no small amount of alcohol, and some exciting and otherwise non-local attendees! Good times were had by all.
I am taking an unusually long time to adjust from jetlag, which is frustrating. After arriving yesterday morning, I spent most of today staring listlessly and feeling no actual attachment to anything in the real world. Fortunately, that seems to have faded some, but I worry about my internal clock refusing to reset properly. At pretty much all costs, I must start going to the gym tomorrow, as I have messed around long enough and will only be more frustrated if I don't.
In other news a cousin I previously only knew as Drew's full name has been revealed to be Drury on the invitations to her wedding, which was a surprise to all, and also I spent something like 2½ hours reading about sideshow freaks today. These stories included that of the Murderous Lobster Man, whose story mostly makes me angry that his wife and stepson had to serve time in jail. It hardly seems fair - he was clearly an assbag.
Other than that, I can't think of very much to tell, so I'm going to go back to reading about other sideshow freaks I missed on the first go-round.
In the last two weeks, there was much hanging out, some Diablo, some Left 4 Dead, some movies and some parties. One of which involved no small amount of alcohol, and some exciting and otherwise non-local attendees! Good times were had by all.
I am taking an unusually long time to adjust from jetlag, which is frustrating. After arriving yesterday morning, I spent most of today staring listlessly and feeling no actual attachment to anything in the real world. Fortunately, that seems to have faded some, but I worry about my internal clock refusing to reset properly. At pretty much all costs, I must start going to the gym tomorrow, as I have messed around long enough and will only be more frustrated if I don't.
In other news a cousin I previously only knew as Drew's full name has been revealed to be Drury on the invitations to her wedding, which was a surprise to all, and also I spent something like 2½ hours reading about sideshow freaks today. These stories included that of the Murderous Lobster Man, whose story mostly makes me angry that his wife and stepson had to serve time in jail. It hardly seems fair - he was clearly an assbag.
Other than that, I can't think of very much to tell, so I'm going to go back to reading about other sideshow freaks I missed on the first go-round.