-sigh-
yeah, so i'm in connecticut, on my second-cousin-once-removed (Laura)'s farm. it's day 3 or 4 or something, and tomorrow i'm comin' home. which is good. i mean, don't get me wrong. i absolutely love it here. fresh air, and fresher food, cool people, beautiful sunrises... but i miss mitch, and i miss people, and i miss being able to go places and see stuff... idk. oh, plus i'm having awesome nicotine withdrawal- i didn't have a cigarette all day today, yesterday i only had a half, i think... and the day before i had like 1 and a half. since i'm out of cigarettes, i don't have much of a choice, but i'm kinda glad for it. this way there's just no chance of me having one. cause... i'm out. and in the middle of nowhere. but it's kinda ok, cause when i'm here i don't really mind so much. i'm constantly busy working/harvesting shit, and since everything's so clean and organic, cigs just feel weird. they're like.. dirty almost. and i feel gross when i have one out here. so... idk what that means. but whatever.
so yeah, this morning was awesome, i didn't have to do shit. i woke up and babysat my 3rd cuz's, Lily and Alice. lily is like 3 or 4 or something, and alice isn't even 1 yet. i think she's like 10 months. and although i despise children, these guys are pretty cool. alice is actually fucking adorable. lily's a nutjob. and it's all good. so i learned how to cook hard and softboiled eggs this morning, cause lily wanted some (yay internet) and i changed a dirty diaper for the first time in YEARS... and then i went out to wack weeds with laura which was nice- good for getting out aggression and anger, lemme tell you... and then i washed some beets, then lunch, then picked tomatoes, washed more beets, harvested some melons, then had some dinner. -shrugs-
idk, things here are nice. the workers are cool. it's nicole, who i've met before, sonya who instructed a yoga lesson for us (that was trippy.), liam who looks like ashton kutcher, to be honest, ken who barely talks but did manage to tell me about how he got caught with like a pound of weed when he was at school, meghan who i've met before (she's so fucking awesome) and uh... yeah, i think that's it. laura of course, and dave her husband (he's weird...) and then lil and alice. yeah. it's a good crew, man.
anyways. um. yeah i'm really only typing this because i know if i go back to my little camper (yeah i'm staying in essentially a toolshed) it'll be really, really hot. and now it's dark. so i'm going to want to read and have the fan going. but i only have one plug. so i have to choose between light or a fan... chances are i'll choose the light. i found this book, the lovely bones or something like that in the camper... i've been reading it, and it's really good.
so yeah, tomorrow's the farmers market, so i'm getting dropped at the train station at like 2, train's at like 2:34, i get to grand central station, walk to penn, take the lirr home, get there by like 5. my fam's not home anyways though, so it really doesn't matter... they're in hershey park currently. -shrugs- whatever. so long as i get some chocolate out of it, i'll be happy. haha.
soooooo yeah that's what's going on. and i know no one gives a shit, and anyone who does... well, i'm sorry for you. i'm really just typing this because i miss mitch and really have nothing else to take my mind off that right now. to be honest, i also really really want a cigarette. but i know i can't have one. and i'm still kinda freaking out anyway. and my body hates me. and i think i'm just going to hate it right back.
in other news, woodchuck bombs are pretty ill.
so yeah, this morning was awesome, i didn't have to do shit. i woke up and babysat my 3rd cuz's, Lily and Alice. lily is like 3 or 4 or something, and alice isn't even 1 yet. i think she's like 10 months. and although i despise children, these guys are pretty cool. alice is actually fucking adorable. lily's a nutjob. and it's all good. so i learned how to cook hard and softboiled eggs this morning, cause lily wanted some (yay internet) and i changed a dirty diaper for the first time in YEARS... and then i went out to wack weeds with laura which was nice- good for getting out aggression and anger, lemme tell you... and then i washed some beets, then lunch, then picked tomatoes, washed more beets, harvested some melons, then had some dinner. -shrugs-
idk, things here are nice. the workers are cool. it's nicole, who i've met before, sonya who instructed a yoga lesson for us (that was trippy.), liam who looks like ashton kutcher, to be honest, ken who barely talks but did manage to tell me about how he got caught with like a pound of weed when he was at school, meghan who i've met before (she's so fucking awesome) and uh... yeah, i think that's it. laura of course, and dave her husband (he's weird...) and then lil and alice. yeah. it's a good crew, man.
anyways. um. yeah i'm really only typing this because i know if i go back to my little camper (yeah i'm staying in essentially a toolshed) it'll be really, really hot. and now it's dark. so i'm going to want to read and have the fan going. but i only have one plug. so i have to choose between light or a fan... chances are i'll choose the light. i found this book, the lovely bones or something like that in the camper... i've been reading it, and it's really good.
so yeah, tomorrow's the farmers market, so i'm getting dropped at the train station at like 2, train's at like 2:34, i get to grand central station, walk to penn, take the lirr home, get there by like 5. my fam's not home anyways though, so it really doesn't matter... they're in hershey park currently. -shrugs- whatever. so long as i get some chocolate out of it, i'll be happy. haha.
soooooo yeah that's what's going on. and i know no one gives a shit, and anyone who does... well, i'm sorry for you. i'm really just typing this because i miss mitch and really have nothing else to take my mind off that right now. to be honest, i also really really want a cigarette. but i know i can't have one. and i'm still kinda freaking out anyway. and my body hates me. and i think i'm just going to hate it right back.
in other news, woodchuck bombs are pretty ill.