Greetings from America's second-richest zip code
My life has become an indistinct blur of mangrove swamps, Elvises, fried gator tail, Republicans and yard sales. South Florida is warping my sense of reality. I think I want a golf cart.
Thankfully, the end is in sight. My great-great aunt being in stable condition, we're planning to make a break for it next Thursday. Then I'll finally get back to Kansas (which will seem exciting and richly cultured by comparison). There I'll hang out for a few days with my bestest friend Peter, before embarking for Bangalore on the 22nd.
In other boring news, I'm about to empty out my laptop (affectionately named Crow) and rebuild him with Slackware Linux. Death to Microsoft, et cetera.
Gotta go to bed now, Church is first thing in the morning. Glory!
Thankfully, the end is in sight. My great-great aunt being in stable condition, we're planning to make a break for it next Thursday. Then I'll finally get back to Kansas (which will seem exciting and richly cultured by comparison). There I'll hang out for a few days with my bestest friend Peter, before embarking for Bangalore on the 22nd.
In other boring news, I'm about to empty out my laptop (affectionately named Crow) and rebuild him with Slackware Linux. Death to Microsoft, et cetera.
Gotta go to bed now, Church is first thing in the morning. Glory!