I will start from the beginning… although I’m not sure my cortexes…wait. cortices are firing on all cylinders—
—This is due to my 5:15 wake up I decided to set myself. I may have also gone to bed at midnight the previous night… but no matter! I was going to get my ass in gear and leave by 6 damnit.
*Which I did*
Provisions for my Epic:
- granola bars. Nature Valley naturally
- rolls. yes rolls. I’m european and enjoy my sandwiches
- dry salami to accompany those rolls.
- 2 Chelsea Handler audiobooks.
- my otter sweatshirt. I wear it everywhere and its a
great… well it starts conversations. - 1 SCARED AS SHIT CAT.
As NONE of you may know, I go to school in Arizona, but return home to Oregon during the summer months. And by summer months I am referring to the span of July-August when the sun actually shines on the great pacific northwest quadrant of our lovely United States.
Anywho. These next few posts will cover my absolutely harrowing 2 day journey back to my homeland.
*Did I mention I’m bringing my cat*
NO this is not a euphemism for something dirty. I’m bringing my cat back home. On a 20 hour drive… Please tell me I’ve got some good karma stocked up somewhere
Also, this will be the first time I have only non-human company on this journey. Unless you count my two audio books I’ve purchased.
*Did I mention Chelsea Handler is my new obsession*
This post is longish. Onto the next one.
How sad, that I’ve had such a difficult time surviving without my freakin CELL PHONE.
Heres how this horrible travesty went down: My lovely roommate went to California for spring break with her boyfriend. He has a cat.
I, being a wonderful person, offered to take care of said cat for the week.
anyway…
—THURSDAY—
I helped to transport cat items including litterbox, cat food, and of course, the small little rodent cat.
So, I help transport the ish, then proceed to settle down and play:
POKEMON WHITE VERSION
yes thats right, the best rpg in the history of rpgs. I become completely engrossed in this game
(Beat the Elite Four, Catch Zekrom, kill it in general)
In the meantime, my roommate and her boyfriend leave, whilst my phone is still sitting in the cup holder of her boyfriends car.
—-THREE HOURS LATER—-
Did I mention they went to California???!!!
It would not be so difficult if I could not go out into my parking lot and gaze longingly at my cell phone,
literally mocking me with its beautiful touch screen and smart phone capabilities.
If it were broken, fine -but its not- it is sitting 50 feet from my hands as I type, locked up in a vw jetta, might as well be in a fucking Swiss Bank. Impenetrable to anyone except those goddamned neutral Swizzies, or Berners, Yeah I’ll call them Berners.
—-SATURDAY—-
It is now day 3 without my cell phone, and times are tough. Who knew.
Albeit, it is a smart phone, and most of my life is on there, as I can’t carry around my macbook with me to Safeway.. but my htc Evo is. my. life.
Not like anyone talks to me anyway, its just the the comfort of having a cell phone, of being able to call someone, talk to someone, call 911 if necessary,
I need to read my TFLN damnit!
Conclusion:
It is ridiculous how much I need a cell phone in order to function, even if I don’t really use it. and I won’t get it back until SUNDAY!!!
FML.
This is what I’ve been drawing in my art class. Its pretty awesome… We have a critique today. I hope everyone can figure it out… because otherwise they’re going to be like uh wtf is this shit???
So, go to this URL. I stumbled upon it in my copious amounts of free time… I don’t talk about that though. Its saddening and pathetic.
But Anyway… This is possibly the most bizarre shit I’ve ever seen and for approximately three seconds, I had no idea what the fuck was going on… But then I read the first image
‘take a picture of your head in a freezer then tag it as 241543903’
I guess thats cool, but fuckin weird at the same time…
ALSO:
There is a range of pictures… aka a six year old and his juice box… and some naked lady with a sweet ass…
I ask you my fellows, WTF.
that is all.
