May 28, 2011 00:07
Ugh, this is a fucking hassle.
Flo says it's "good for me" to deal with all of this, but I am really starting to get pissed at her. I don't want to do all of this, fuck you, help me out, here. I have to find a convoy to go with who isn't going to just take all of our money and wipe their asses with it, I have to find a route, I have to pack up all of our fucking stuff -- that is stupid, by the way, packing away every fucking single thing you own and sticking it all in crates? Fuck that. Life was a lot less complicated when I had nothing I cared about leaving behind, just a bunch of shit I'd stolen and could steal again if I tried.
It's still going to be another good two weeks before we get going, too, and then a fucking month or something to get to Norey on this slow as shit convoy I found, but it's the only one where the teamster didn't look like he was worse news than the bandits his guards are protecting us from down the Pass.
And then once I get there, ugh, I don't even want to fucking think about that.
Why did I let Flo even talk to me into this? And why won't she fucking help me with all of this bullshit?! This was her fucking idea! Dragons.