Too tired.
I was going to post an epic ATL blog, but I'm still too tired. Despite the people I was with being horrible at human relations even in the most elementary sense, I kind of fell in love with the city. It was gorgeous other than the roads having weird speed bump-type things that felt like you just killed your tires when you drove over them.
Also, the abundance of old-school rap on the radio was totally fucking win. And the World of Coca Cola was awesome. I felt superior because the Korean soda was one of the best. Fuck you, Peru. Your soda tasted like ass.
I'm exhausted. Please forgive my political incorrectness. Haha. Right.
Maybe I'll post tomorrow. Or tonight. Whatever. I should do laundry.
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Also, the abundance of old-school rap on the radio was totally fucking win. And the World of Coca Cola was awesome. I felt superior because the Korean soda was one of the best. Fuck you, Peru. Your soda tasted like ass.
I'm exhausted. Please forgive my political incorrectness. Haha. Right.
Maybe I'll post tomorrow. Or tonight. Whatever. I should do laundry.
k