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So I'm in Vermont right now, and I just remembered why I hate moving. Is it so bad that I just don't want to look at any apartments, and instead would rather go down to the lake and look for.....
CHAMP!?
After being in Knoxville on Friday, I got back to Johnson City at 2am, only to discover that my flight out of Charlotte was NOT at 11am as I had expected, but at 6am. I drove for a very long time, and then I did something crazy: I slept on the plane. And I ------>hate------>planes.
There was a big storm today, and right now the air's so clean, that I feel like my breathing it makes it nasty.
Also - everything here is translated into French, because it's so close to Montreal. There are no Spanish-speaking radio stations, and the airport intercom chatter is not translated into Spanish. Only French. CULTURE SHOCK!
And to make sure that you waste another five minutes reading my inane Vermont chatter, here's a list of all the things that are called "Handy's _____" in Vermont:
1) Handy's Extended Stay Suites (my current abode. they have a dishwasher IN THE ROOM!)
2) Handy Toyota
3) Handy's Lunch
4) Handy Chevrolet
5) Handy's Service Station (sounds like a brothel)
6) Handy's Property Rentals
7) Handy's Townhouse Motel
8) Handy's Excavation and Landscaping.
Most of these places have reviews associated with them that say "Do not trust anyone with the name Handy." I don't know, this place isn't bad, and it's cheap, and there's a dishwasher in the room.
Um, what else? I just hurt my ridiculous little pinkie toe by bending it in the way that it should anatomically bend. I wonder if Jenna has fucked up pinkie toes with no nail, too. I'm in Vermont. The college I'll be going to is right across the street from me, so I'm going to storm the gates on Monday and ask where my mfin money is. There is still big lightning going on here. I've been thoughtful today about Jude Law's role in I Heart Huckabees and how that role is so wonderful and so perfect that when I saw The Holiday on TBS today, I was able to not only forgive him, but love him even more. Talk about a good character done perfectly, goddamn. I talked to DL the other night. Damn - where the fuck did that guy go? I hate the new Comcast commercial with the droning emo lady doing a quasi-rap that includes every single internet meme. She forgot one: DIAF.
Okay, I guess that's it. I wish someone would go check on my tomatoes while I'm gone. Meh, y'all don't care. I only kind of do.
CHAMP!?
After being in Knoxville on Friday, I got back to Johnson City at 2am, only to discover that my flight out of Charlotte was NOT at 11am as I had expected, but at 6am. I drove for a very long time, and then I did something crazy: I slept on the plane. And I ------>hate------>planes.
There was a big storm today, and right now the air's so clean, that I feel like my breathing it makes it nasty.
Also - everything here is translated into French, because it's so close to Montreal. There are no Spanish-speaking radio stations, and the airport intercom chatter is not translated into Spanish. Only French. CULTURE SHOCK!
And to make sure that you waste another five minutes reading my inane Vermont chatter, here's a list of all the things that are called "Handy's _____" in Vermont:
1) Handy's Extended Stay Suites (my current abode. they have a dishwasher IN THE ROOM!)
2) Handy Toyota
3) Handy's Lunch
4) Handy Chevrolet
5) Handy's Service Station (sounds like a brothel)
6) Handy's Property Rentals
7) Handy's Townhouse Motel
8) Handy's Excavation and Landscaping.
Most of these places have reviews associated with them that say "Do not trust anyone with the name Handy." I don't know, this place isn't bad, and it's cheap, and there's a dishwasher in the room.
Um, what else? I just hurt my ridiculous little pinkie toe by bending it in the way that it should anatomically bend. I wonder if Jenna has fucked up pinkie toes with no nail, too. I'm in Vermont. The college I'll be going to is right across the street from me, so I'm going to storm the gates on Monday and ask where my mfin money is. There is still big lightning going on here. I've been thoughtful today about Jude Law's role in I Heart Huckabees and how that role is so wonderful and so perfect that when I saw The Holiday on TBS today, I was able to not only forgive him, but love him even more. Talk about a good character done perfectly, goddamn. I talked to DL the other night. Damn - where the fuck did that guy go? I hate the new Comcast commercial with the droning emo lady doing a quasi-rap that includes every single internet meme. She forgot one: DIAF.
Okay, I guess that's it. I wish someone would go check on my tomatoes while I'm gone. Meh, y'all don't care. I only kind of do.