I don't reccommend this

Aug 19, 2006 04:18

On the way back from Ithaca, where Aaron's mom was buried (and where we stayed in a COMMUNE, with FILTHY COMMUNISTS), I began to feel sick (I think it was because I punched myself in the stomach a few times the night before). So, I asked the driver to pull over, and he did, but instead of just stopping in the shoulder, he waited to pull into a gravel driveway. That wasn't cool. I puked. In his car. OUT MY FUCKING NOSE. But it gets better. THE EXACT SAME THING HAPPENED AGAIN LATER.

GOD DAMN COMMUNISTS. I need to go get a fix of capitalism. And why did they get paid to let us sleep in that shithole? That goes against the whole communism thing, and it was a shithole.

I met some of Aaron's cousins, one of which was pretty cool. For a 15 year old.

And apparently, Friendly's doesn't make that clown-faced ice cream thing anymore. I fucking NEEDED that SO BADLY. And when you NEED something, it's an ADULT RESPONSIBILITY.

Finally, for those who don't know, I am growing a Ra's al Ghul style goatee (goattee? goatie? I like goatie. I'm going with that, you goatie bastards). Maybe. I wanna see how it looks before I make any kind of commitment. But now I must be known as Ra's al Ghalen. Or some derivative thereof.
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