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Dear Blog,
I wanted to write to say I love you. Ok, Ok, I realize you have been grossly neglected the past few months, but what can I say? I hit a slump.
so to make up for it, I am going to give you some crap I wrote after I went to the bar on thursday night. It talks about my month of trips....I think. I also think it is going to be a rad month....full of trips. You have to excuse me, Blog. My mom kept feeding me the champagne. Shit, I figured it out. My parents think I am boring without booze. It's all so clear to me now. They wished they would have had an abortion Im so boring...and drunl....and misspelly.
In less than four hours, I will embark on a journey to visit my parents. Now, barring how I have mixed feelings about my family(EDIT: These feelings in the present have changed towards the good. I have this holiday spirit that is distorting the way I normally think. In reality, I love my family to death, its just that they are a bit umm... fascist), this is a welcome vacation from the stresses of living in a town like Norman. Ill spend the next couple of days on the open road. This is a one day drive that has been thankfully split in two by my sister, who was kind enough to book me a room at the luxurious Grand Casino in Robinsonville, MS. I have stayed here a few times, and enjoyed myself tremendously each time. There isn’t much shrapnel in my coffers to gamble, although I imagine some will be done. I plan on relaxing after a monotonous seven hour drive through the debatably ugly eastern Oklahoma/Arkansas stretch of I 40 that loses its luster after about the second attempt at sojourning on its well worn pavement. I shouldn’t have stayed out so late, but these things happen. I drank a good portion of a vitamin water after some drinking of less beneficial substances. I have about a half a pack of newports, and a lust for adventure. Ive charged my camera, gathered some reading material, and excited myself at the opportunity to make a routine trip less than such.
So here begins my travel blog. I am going to try and make a more digested, and no doubt less boring version of these accounts at the end of my adventure. But, I plan on traveling for most of the break, and I look forward to every bit of it.
For now, I am going to put on my pants, grab a last late night cigarette, and dream of turning axles and shitty road food. Wish me luck, and may you and yours have happy holidays.
(At this point in time, I don’t have access to the internet, but I will post it as soon as physically possible.)
I wanted to write to say I love you. Ok, Ok, I realize you have been grossly neglected the past few months, but what can I say? I hit a slump.
so to make up for it, I am going to give you some crap I wrote after I went to the bar on thursday night. It talks about my month of trips....I think. I also think it is going to be a rad month....full of trips. You have to excuse me, Blog. My mom kept feeding me the champagne. Shit, I figured it out. My parents think I am boring without booze. It's all so clear to me now. They wished they would have had an abortion Im so boring...and drunl....and misspelly.
In less than four hours, I will embark on a journey to visit my parents. Now, barring how I have mixed feelings about my family(EDIT: These feelings in the present have changed towards the good. I have this holiday spirit that is distorting the way I normally think. In reality, I love my family to death, its just that they are a bit umm... fascist), this is a welcome vacation from the stresses of living in a town like Norman. Ill spend the next couple of days on the open road. This is a one day drive that has been thankfully split in two by my sister, who was kind enough to book me a room at the luxurious Grand Casino in Robinsonville, MS. I have stayed here a few times, and enjoyed myself tremendously each time. There isn’t much shrapnel in my coffers to gamble, although I imagine some will be done. I plan on relaxing after a monotonous seven hour drive through the debatably ugly eastern Oklahoma/Arkansas stretch of I 40 that loses its luster after about the second attempt at sojourning on its well worn pavement. I shouldn’t have stayed out so late, but these things happen. I drank a good portion of a vitamin water after some drinking of less beneficial substances. I have about a half a pack of newports, and a lust for adventure. Ive charged my camera, gathered some reading material, and excited myself at the opportunity to make a routine trip less than such.
So here begins my travel blog. I am going to try and make a more digested, and no doubt less boring version of these accounts at the end of my adventure. But, I plan on traveling for most of the break, and I look forward to every bit of it.
For now, I am going to put on my pants, grab a last late night cigarette, and dream of turning axles and shitty road food. Wish me luck, and may you and yours have happy holidays.
(At this point in time, I don’t have access to the internet, but I will post it as soon as physically possible.)