I really hate Sundays
today is my day to:
1. think about how much homework I have
2. not do any of it
3. think about how I have wasted my weekend
4. cry because it is already Sunday and the weekend is too gone for repair
5. think about exercising
6. NOT exercise; subsequently eat
Sh*t makes us crazy |
Today, however, I was productive. With a friend, I began planning a road trip that we will be taking in the distant future.
Oh, the open road. I have always been mesmerized by the west coast; the sunsets, the majestic forests, the chillax people... righteous, amIright?
totally tubular |
However, since I would rather re-do four years of pubescent middle school than drive all the way to California with the same person jabbering in the passenger seat, I had to rethink my dream road trip.
To strengthen my argument, Chris McCandless went West, and look how he ended up
dingbat |
Henceforthwith, I will be driving to Florida.
that's me on the left |
Despite the fatness of Florida, I am very excited
So far, my road-tripping buddy and I began creating lists such as: Places to stop, Friends to Bring, Ground rules
and my favorite:
Things to Bring
Camera
GPS
Music (a billion cds)
Clothes that make the boys come to the yard
I have one personal goal for this trip: take a duck-face picture at every destination.
I really need to improve my duck face, it is pitiful.
Talk to you tomorrow on my second-least-favorite day of the week, Monday!
and my favorite:
Things to Bring
Camera
GPS
Music (a billion cds)
Clothes that make the boys come to the yard
I have one personal goal for this trip: take a duck-face picture at every destination.
I really need to improve my duck face, it is pitiful.
the horror |
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