It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank

Dec 26, 2009 21:52

All year round when I'm in Moscow, all anyone can ever talk about is how they never want to go back home to Juneau, that it's a piece of shit in the ground and that nothing good ever comes from it. They're right, Juneau sucks major choade, but somehow I find a way to love it all the same. It has it's moments, in between the drug abusers and child molesters, the slush and the rain, and rare though they may be, they are undeniably lovely.

So far this trip, no such moments have happened.

I have been at home for some 90% of the time that I've been here, only escaping every so often to attempt to hang out with anybody. Thus far, I've seen Rob and his brother, making Juneau and Moscow pretty good foils of eachother - hang out with the same people no matter where I am.

Ah well, I shouldn't complain so much. Christmas went well; the kids got lots of presents and were excited about all of them (Sherrod got an ipod touch - madness), and I have eaten good food. But I was hoping to hang out more with people and play board game upon board game throughout the break. The second day I was in town, I ended up spending $80~90 on sparkling wines and gin, none of which has yet been open.

Whatever, I've only been in town for five days, and come Wednesday the town will be mine, or maybe not, but whatever.

If anybody ever wants to hear comedic gold, look up "deaf girl still wants to be a pornstar" and find the link with efukt in the address. Needless to say, incredibly nsfw and hilarious.

fairytale of new york - the pogues

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