break time
so my last couple posts have been a bit depressing. no more, i promise. course, there's not much anyone can do to me if they stay depressing, or boring, or disgusting, or whatever i decide to do with this thing. i could start writing in pig latin, about calculus, and nothing would change. but i won't, mainly cuz i'm not fluent in either.
anyway, i'm back in colorado for spring break, having driven back with jessy and jim yesterday and today. that was intense, solid driving from noon yesterday to about 10 this morning, 1500 miles, five states, stopping only for gas, sleeping about an hour total if i'm lucky. and i didn't even drive. i originally was gonna switch up with jim last night, but he decided to take it all the way through. it was impressive, especially considering he has school tomorrow.
speaking of jessy and jim, it was great having them come visit. if nothing else, it gave me an opportunity to do a bunch of stuff that i probably wouldn't have gotten around to normally, like go to the zoo or wander around the garden district looking at all the famous people's houses. funny how going to school and living in new orleans makes it actually harder to do some things, all the touristy stuff. good case of life getting in the way of living. or maybe not, maybe i'm just trying to sound smart.
anyway, i'm back in colorado for spring break, having driven back with jessy and jim yesterday and today. that was intense, solid driving from noon yesterday to about 10 this morning, 1500 miles, five states, stopping only for gas, sleeping about an hour total if i'm lucky. and i didn't even drive. i originally was gonna switch up with jim last night, but he decided to take it all the way through. it was impressive, especially considering he has school tomorrow.
speaking of jessy and jim, it was great having them come visit. if nothing else, it gave me an opportunity to do a bunch of stuff that i probably wouldn't have gotten around to normally, like go to the zoo or wander around the garden district looking at all the famous people's houses. funny how going to school and living in new orleans makes it actually harder to do some things, all the touristy stuff. good case of life getting in the way of living. or maybe not, maybe i'm just trying to sound smart.
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