everything's bigger here
So, my master plan was to write this from PJ's in Natchitoches, in some form of nostalgic throwback to better times of zombies and popsicles and 2 west cru (oh my!). But, in a totally unsurprising way, PJ's and Natchitoches in general rejected me and my nonconformist attitudes towards computers (and life). Oh well. Now I'm in Texas. Hmmm.
Here are things as they stand:
1. I still need a job, and my need seems insignificant compared to others, which is hard.
2. I have to go to a wedding shower and be happy, which is hard.
3. That salty Irish fella went straight back to Boston, which is hard.
4. My dad's girlfriend kept making really inappropriate comments about how glad she was that I didn't volunteer and get shot, which is ridiculous and annoying.
5. There's everything, which is hard.
And my license finally came yesterday, right after I had gotten a new one.
I feel like I abandoned ship, but I'll be back soon with 6 hours of Gilmore Girls on tape, ready to do all that stuff I need to do since this didn't really happen to me.
Here are things as they stand:
1. I still need a job, and my need seems insignificant compared to others, which is hard.
2. I have to go to a wedding shower and be happy, which is hard.
3. That salty Irish fella went straight back to Boston, which is hard.
4. My dad's girlfriend kept making really inappropriate comments about how glad she was that I didn't volunteer and get shot, which is ridiculous and annoying.
5. There's everything, which is hard.
And my license finally came yesterday, right after I had gotten a new one.
I feel like I abandoned ship, but I'll be back soon with 6 hours of Gilmore Girls on tape, ready to do all that stuff I need to do since this didn't really happen to me.