It's Sunday. Have some random items of disinterest while I wrestle with my wonky interwebz connection and enjoy the alluring scent of Burger King wafting across the airport terminal.
Before we suck you into our vortex of wrong and they find your bleached bones under eighteen feet of snow in Alaska No, really.
*points at cell phone, taps toes*
1. HOMG, I think Texas broke me with the Dallas and the adorable, unexpected art gallery dude and the free fruit and the antique thingies and all the flags and the Fort Worth and the cowboys who say ma'am. *tugs on Texas' belt buckle, whispers in Texas' ear* Yeah. You heard me. Right now. Repeatedly.
And...now I'm getting all misty-eyed. I think it's the stress and the weather (although it was sunny this weekend). But I miss it so much right now. I'm so glad you met the good cowboys. *pets them* I'm so happy Texas was good to you. It's a good place. It's...totally bizarre and backwards and often embarrassing. But it's a good place.
The high-fiving cranked out guy in the trucker cap? Who couldn't stop talking from San Antonio with the baby and the whore ex-girlfriend whose been to Australia? (The guy, not his ex. Maybe.)
Oh Lord, July. Those redneck Southern accents did my noodle. *is fried*
Poor Dragons. Had to keep spelling everything, Western Australian being a foreign language and all.
Also, hi from home! I aired up the tire and it only lost a couple of PSI on the way. Slow leak apparently, which I'll have to get fixed but it sure beats changing that bugger out on a busy highway.
Oh God, no. The San Antonio dude was amusingly charming and just endearingly under the influence of crack. I was referrring to the two whiskey-breathed cowboys who swooped while you were peeing.
They seriously needed to work on their whole wingman act, because the first one staggered up and said: You're too pretty to be sittin' here all by yerself.
The second? Whatever my friend here's tellin' yer is a big fat LIE. *executes clumsy leg hump*
I despatched them with a raised eyebrow, and the whole exercise took less than ten seconds. Go me with the attracting of the classy pick-up. *thumbs up*
And HEY! I loved those Southern accents. I just didn't abide the stupid fuckers who couldn't understand mine.
Man, those were some long-ass flights gettin' back Dragonside. *is weary of the planes*
I wish I lived next door to Texas. What I'd REALLY like is for Seattle to move in next door to Texas. Then I could live in Seattle and eat like vegetarian royalty, but still visit the cowboys whenever I pleased. *claps, squeals*
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Before we suck you into our vortex of wrong and they find your bleached bones under eighteen feet of snow in Alaska No, really.
*points at cell phone, taps toes*
1. HOMG, I think Texas broke me with the Dallas and the adorable, unexpected art gallery dude and the free fruit and the antique thingies and all the flags and the Fort Worth and the cowboys who say ma'am. *tugs on Texas' belt buckle, whispers in Texas' ear* Yeah. You heard me. Right now. Repeatedly.
And...now I'm getting all misty-eyed. I think it's the stress and the weather (although it was sunny this weekend). But I miss it so much right now. I'm so glad you met the good cowboys. *pets them* I'm so happy Texas was good to you. It's a good place. It's...totally bizarre and backwards and often embarrassing. But it's a good place.
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*handwave*
Oh Lord, July. Those redneck Southern accents did my noodle. *is fried*
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Oh Lord, July. Those redneck Southern accents did my noodle. *is fried*
Poor Dragons. Had to keep spelling everything, Western Australian being a foreign language and all.
Also, hi from home! I aired up the tire and it only lost a couple of PSI on the way. Slow leak apparently, which I'll have to get fixed but it sure beats changing that bugger out on a busy highway.
P.S. I had a really good time, too.
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They seriously needed to work on their whole wingman act, because the first one staggered up and said: You're too pretty to be sittin' here all by yerself.
The second? Whatever my friend here's tellin' yer is a big fat LIE. *executes clumsy leg hump*
I despatched them with a raised eyebrow, and the whole exercise took less than ten seconds. Go me with the attracting of the classy pick-up. *thumbs up*
And HEY! I loved those Southern accents. I just didn't abide the stupid fuckers who couldn't understand mine.
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wish we could have met up. =(
and did tou know cold stone creamery has ICE CREAM CUPCAKES NOW??!!
betcha don't want to leave now, do ya?
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HOMGCUPCAKESWTFBBQ!!!!!!11!!!!!
Why was I not informed before I left the continent? *weeps openly*
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By the by: my state is next door neighbors with Texas, and I have so much sympathy with the belt-buckle-tugging. So much.
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Man, those were some long-ass flights gettin' back Dragonside. *is weary of the planes*
I wish I lived next door to Texas. What I'd REALLY like is for Seattle to move in next door to Texas. Then I could live in Seattle and eat like vegetarian royalty, but still visit the cowboys whenever I pleased. *claps, squeals*
Oh yes, I'd like that very much indeed. :D
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Hi Dragons! I'm glad you had such a good time while you were here. Have a good flight home!
Alley
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Thanks Alley! I had an awesome time. Money well spent, indeed.
:D
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*facepalm*
STAR TREK HOMGELEVENTYBBQYAY. So. Much. Love.
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