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I have been awake for about 27 hours straight. And I think it's pretty swell. Yesterday, I embarked on an adventure to Atlantic City with Chris and Bartley. And it was ridiculous. There was some almost-getting-kicked-out-of-a-casino ridiculosity, and some random concert ridiculosity, and a crazy old cigarette lady, and low-flying seagulls, and a parking lot called Praise The Lord Parking, and all kinds of other good stuff.
And then Chris's car broke down and we waited an hour for the tow truck, and they almost towed the car with me in it, and we walked around the city for hours looking for a room to stay in but there were none (although somehow Bartley got on the roof of the Hilton), and then we just ended up going back to the garage and sleeping in the car while they worked on it. It finally got done at 6 AM. I just got home like an hour ago. So I'm exhausted, but also very content. As miserable as the trip (and I) was at some points, every once in a while there were just these moments where I was like, "Wow. Everything is pretty amazing." One guess who was responsible for those. And I don't want to get all sappy, cause I know no one cares, but I just haven't felt this good about anything, ever. And I sort of feel like telling everyone. But for now I'm going to shut up and go to bed for 87 hours. Later.
And then Chris's car broke down and we waited an hour for the tow truck, and they almost towed the car with me in it, and we walked around the city for hours looking for a room to stay in but there were none (although somehow Bartley got on the roof of the Hilton), and then we just ended up going back to the garage and sleeping in the car while they worked on it. It finally got done at 6 AM. I just got home like an hour ago. So I'm exhausted, but also very content. As miserable as the trip (and I) was at some points, every once in a while there were just these moments where I was like, "Wow. Everything is pretty amazing." One guess who was responsible for those. And I don't want to get all sappy, cause I know no one cares, but I just haven't felt this good about anything, ever. And I sort of feel like telling everyone. But for now I'm going to shut up and go to bed for 87 hours. Later.