Just Another Freak in the Freak Kingdom
Hallo everyone! I write to you now, the evening before I leave for Tater-Land. I must have packed the entire country of Yugoslavia into four bags, I swear. I spent all day yesterday and today packing, washing clothes, packing again, and remembering my toothbrush. About 10 burned CDs later, and I think I'm finally pretty much packed.
Britany's practically dying from excitement. She stops me every five minutes to shout "IDAHO!" at me. *rolls eyes*
Omg, I painted a Gonzo fist on my Army jacket, and it kicks ass. Viva Freak Power Bay-Bee.
I don't know if I'll have access to any computers in Idaho, but if I do, I'll update from there.
Anyways, I should go do the dishes now... *sigh* No rest for the wicked.
"There was no point in looking back. Fuck no!, not today, thank you kindly. My heart was filled with joy, I felt like a monster re-incarnation of Horatio Alger. A man on the move, and just sick enough to be totally confident."-- Hunter S. Thompson, "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas"
Britany's practically dying from excitement. She stops me every five minutes to shout "IDAHO!" at me. *rolls eyes*
Omg, I painted a Gonzo fist on my Army jacket, and it kicks ass. Viva Freak Power Bay-Bee.
I don't know if I'll have access to any computers in Idaho, but if I do, I'll update from there.
Anyways, I should go do the dishes now... *sigh* No rest for the wicked.
"There was no point in looking back. Fuck no!, not today, thank you kindly. My heart was filled with joy, I felt like a monster re-incarnation of Horatio Alger. A man on the move, and just sick enough to be totally confident."-- Hunter S. Thompson, "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas"