Glass half-empty: I crush thee under the toe of my boot!
In case you haven't heard, I am traveling through Western Europe for three months.
I leave on September 11! I know we're all supposed to be cowering in fear of the terrorists on that day, but goddamn it, I'm flying to Barcelona and neither my job, nor Uncle Sam nor the Islamo-commies can stop me.
My plan now is to burn all my money, see the world, and somehow stop living in a state of constant rage.
I leave on September 11! I know we're all supposed to be cowering in fear of the terrorists on that day, but goddamn it, I'm flying to Barcelona and neither my job, nor Uncle Sam nor the Islamo-commies can stop me.
My plan now is to burn all my money, see the world, and somehow stop living in a state of constant rage.