towards tiny cities made of ashes
i'm going to the camp house for memorial day weekend.
i now work monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, and friday. jawsome. well, not really. but that does mean money. and i'm going to need it. especially after tomorrow morning, when i will attempt to go on a huge shopping spree in a few short hours before we leave for the camp house. i'm kind of pissed about this trip, though. they never told me it wasn't a memorial day getaway deal. no no no. it's a work weekend. aunts and uncles and everyone. we're going to do WORK. stacking firewood, making repairs. otehr lame stuff. i'm pissed.
i have a little sign in my car window that has a picture of bush. beneath it are the words, "one term president." a few weeks ago, i came back to my car from lunch and found this taped to the side.
way to go, buddy. can't even spell blow hard. ha.
raise your hand if you think shrek 2 is awesome. because it certainly is. everyone is in that movie. that cleese guy from monty python, antonio banderas...everyone. it's hot.