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linden_jayJust dropping in quicklike to let you guys know that I'm here, I'm safe, and dear lord on toast do I hate the bus. It was a long, boring, tiring trip, cramped and boring and I had to share a seat with an overly perky psychology major. Honestly, does it not make sense that if a person is wearing earphones and there's sound coming from them, they're not interested in chatterating? Apparently it wasn't clear. SIGH.
It was mostly okay though, I suppose. I'm not looking forward to the trip back, mostly because there's a HUGE fucking snowstorm on the way. This part of the province are almost as wimpy as those of you in Southern Places where it doesn't snow (Jess). A few inches and they freak. Which makes it not too much fun.
But I'm here, my sister's well, and we spent the night chatting while I made fun of reality television. Standard, really.
I miss my home. And my boy. And my cattens. And my boy. And my people. And my boy.
It was mostly okay though, I suppose. I'm not looking forward to the trip back, mostly because there's a HUGE fucking snowstorm on the way. This part of the province are almost as wimpy as those of you in Southern Places where it doesn't snow (Jess). A few inches and they freak. Which makes it not too much fun.
But I'm here, my sister's well, and we spent the night chatting while I made fun of reality television. Standard, really.
I miss my home. And my boy. And my cattens. And my boy. And my people. And my boy.
