Love that dirty water...
So here I am home again. Well one of my homes. I am glad to be back but it is a little weird because I am back before everyone this time. And I don't know how many people I am going to know who are going to be back at 12. Oh well I am making the moneys. I was the most unprepared for traveling I have ever been. I didn't really pack or know what time my bus left until midnight last night. I was making t-shirts at Meghan's and didn't come home until about 11:30. My mum was wicked pissed that I didn't spend my last evening at home.
But I made a shirt that says "Batteries not included" well actually it says " atteries ot cluded" because all the beginning letters didn't stick properly and I have to redo them. I don't have an iron here so will have to wait for someone to materialize with an iron I could borrow.
On another note my phone broke last night. Leaving me with zero time to go to the store to figure out what is wrong with it/ get a replacement. it is really quite annoying because I can hear my phone ring, but when I answer it I can not hear the person on the other end nor can they hear me, not matter how many bars of service I have. Until just now when I went to text my dad to say I had arrived and I was actually able to hear his phone ring and his voice message pick up. basically my phone is a wishy washy piece.
In closing I am finally reunited with my camera battery charger so that I can resume being a digital camera dork!
But I made a shirt that says "Batteries not included" well actually it says " atteries ot cluded" because all the beginning letters didn't stick properly and I have to redo them. I don't have an iron here so will have to wait for someone to materialize with an iron I could borrow.
On another note my phone broke last night. Leaving me with zero time to go to the store to figure out what is wrong with it/ get a replacement. it is really quite annoying because I can hear my phone ring, but when I answer it I can not hear the person on the other end nor can they hear me, not matter how many bars of service I have. Until just now when I went to text my dad to say I had arrived and I was actually able to hear his phone ring and his voice message pick up. basically my phone is a wishy washy piece.
In closing I am finally reunited with my camera battery charger so that I can resume being a digital camera dork!