Happy Holly Days
Well, the only worthwhile present I got was a Virgin Mobile phone.
Get the digits from Sam or Jon, should you feel like it.
Our power was out from Thursday to Friday night, forcing my grandmothers and I to go spend 2 days at the Homewood Suites at the airport. Now I know some of you are saying, "But Hasahan, a free stay* at a hotel sounds sweet ass!"
Not with your grandmother and CONSTANTLY complaining great-grandmother in small 2 room suite. Thusly, when I went to visit a friend in my neck of the Reynoldsburg and discovered that the power was back, I spent the night in the house alone in peace and fuckin' quiet.
I've only got a week left here for vacation. It chaps my ass that this is the last six-week winter vacation that I'll have, due to the fact that we are switching to semseters next year. I don't need to spend more time in that godforsaken hellhole known as Xenia Township.
One thing that cheer me up was the sight of a flying sheet of ice breaking across the windshield of a Benz while getting on 270 at Easton. Of course I wouldn't have found it half as funny if it had been me.
But it wasn't so, AAAHH-HA HA HA!!! Ya Benz drivin' bastard!
*well, I sure as hell wasn't paying for it!
Get the digits from Sam or Jon, should you feel like it.
Our power was out from Thursday to Friday night, forcing my grandmothers and I to go spend 2 days at the Homewood Suites at the airport. Now I know some of you are saying, "But Hasahan, a free stay* at a hotel sounds sweet ass!"
Not with your grandmother and CONSTANTLY complaining great-grandmother in small 2 room suite. Thusly, when I went to visit a friend in my neck of the Reynoldsburg and discovered that the power was back, I spent the night in the house alone in peace and fuckin' quiet.
I've only got a week left here for vacation. It chaps my ass that this is the last six-week winter vacation that I'll have, due to the fact that we are switching to semseters next year. I don't need to spend more time in that godforsaken hellhole known as Xenia Township.
One thing that cheer me up was the sight of a flying sheet of ice breaking across the windshield of a Benz while getting on 270 at Easton. Of course I wouldn't have found it half as funny if it had been me.
But it wasn't so, AAAHH-HA HA HA!!! Ya Benz drivin' bastard!
*well, I sure as hell wasn't paying for it!