a note because it's funny.

[aliyaskie]

so, my dad is keeping the hotel room at like, 65 degrees. this would be fine if i had remembered who i was traveling with, but i didn't. so all i brought was tank tops and no socks. i brought one single sweater, and that's it. so basically, at night, i end up freezing my fucking nipples off. so tonight, i asked my dad if he had washed his shirt that he had worn on the plane down here (which was long-sleeved). he said no, so i asked if i could wear it for a while to warm up (cause i wasn't going to dirty a clean shirt). so now i'm sitting here in my dad's shirt and i feel about five years old again. and it's kind of awesome.

so i thought i'd share.

mwah.
~a