I'm not drunk anymore.
It's that time again. Hasty LJ post devoid of explanations or illustrations, tapped out on a tiny Droid keyboard in between shenanigans.
I'm on a train. It's a very nice train. I'm on the second floor and my leg room is much longer than my legs, and the chairs go waaaaay back. Which is nice, on a 15 hour overnight haul to Eugene. The only sad thing is a lack of power outlets. I'm kinda with Dar on this one. How do people live?
Oh well. I'll read another fanfic or two then catch some z's, and then when the sun comes up I can write and watch the lovely Northern California/Southern Oregon scenery.
Sweet dreams, all.
I'm on a train. It's a very nice train. I'm on the second floor and my leg room is much longer than my legs, and the chairs go waaaaay back. Which is nice, on a 15 hour overnight haul to Eugene. The only sad thing is a lack of power outlets. I'm kinda with Dar on this one. How do people live?
Oh well. I'll read another fanfic or two then catch some z's, and then when the sun comes up I can write and watch the lovely Northern California/Southern Oregon scenery.
Sweet dreams, all.