Nov 26, 2007 03:25
None of my so-called "friends" shot me before I got on a plane this year. Suffice to say that I'm a 'tard and planes suck ass.
I was shocked that my dad didn't say one racist thing while I was there (or, at least, not when I was around). He did mention that Reagan and Bush are (were?) our two best Presidents. I asked him if he was on glue. It was my niece's second birthday. A birthday party...for kids...I never wanted a Taser™ so badly in my life.
Nothing much else happened. I spent a lot of time doing nothing, eating my weight in food, and trying to keep my soul from flying over the MidWest horizon never to be seen again.
thanksgiving,
travel