Aug 15, 2007 11:21
T-minus 1 week and 6 days until departure
I'll really miss my cats, I'll miss my parents, I'll miss this town, but this is the last full summer I'll be here...probably ever. What I really miss is the fall. Those few days when all the leaves turn bright red and yellow when you drive along a greenbelt, and the crunchy sounds of the leaves when you walk on them.
Mostly I'm just ready to go. As expected my number or people I still like is dwindling. I guess people have different priorities and mine aren't the bar, and partying. I like talking and cooking and wine, and -casual- drinking, not aiming to get wasted. But I guess I have to understand that my friends here are just in a different part of their lives than I am. It makes sense that they've all gotten to hang out together all year round so they love the same things, and I acknowledge that it's my fault because I decided to not go to Edmonton, but I hate this sense of "I need to be drunk right now" when "right now" is usually every day of the weekend.
P.S., partygoers, I freakin hate Earls almost as much as I hate Cowboys. Their tables are of an awkward hight, the drinks are overpriced and small, and I can't hear a single thing anyone says. What happened to Podollan? I liked it there when we went out.
Oops! That was pretty bitter.
On some random notes, I'm lazy and didn't watch the links, but if those clips Breton posted were about the cruelty to animals in slaughter houses like the propoganda ones I"ve seen, that would be lame. They probably aren't haha but I hate those videos where cows are stabbed to death and left to drain on hooks because THAT'S NOT HOW IT HAPPENS!! I misn there's a lot of problems, but the actual killing of the cows is done pretty humanely. It's the living conditions for cows on some farms, but above that, it's the treatment of the factory workers that butcher the cows. The meat packing industry treats their employees like shit, and a lot of people get hurt, badly.
Carrying on, Aimee I can't believe your crazy story!! I mean, and I know this is a horrible thing to think, but that is possibly one of the coolest stories you can tell someone! It's pretty cool to get to tell someon you really REALLY had a near death experience. Ok so I"m just a story whore.
I'm going to go monopolize the tv for now. My mom's babysitting and I hate kids and the kid is finally not watching treehouse so I'm going to swoop in and be a big fat bitch. Also I hate little kids that chase my cats. It takes a lot or restraint not to yell at her.