teague

I'm home. I go crash now. G'bye! (Be on later, loyal fans of my porn)

It took me afew days to process pics, digest, and sort things out in my head. But here we go. I put it all behind a cut because I've included pics as well as text.
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News flash...I need better gloves for this shit. I'm trying to turn into a lizard, starting with the back of my hands. The swines say we have to leave tomorrow, and I'm too emotionally strangled to argue. They scare me. The world has turned white, and the stench of anxiety runs through the city in the way that a fat, naked female exibitionist does not. My blond companion chased me around the house with a two by four, screaming Marxist retoric, and recipies for microwave dishes until I wiped the car free of it's icey tomb.

I was forced by my blond bedmate to eat raw fish, and rice today. I'm begining to suspect her of great evil. It might just be my lack of medication. Tomorrow we set out on the great journey, with nothing but a package of Benedrils I stole from her, three cats, and a Christmas Cactus.

I grow suspicious of that cactus. It mocks me.

Got some shit done today. Almost feels like I didn't, but I really did. I'm pretty safe to travel to Texas I think. Mostly because I worked out that I won't be there just one last semester. Going to try for a second degree, and it will involve web design. I may just be dropping the Math outright. So, yay.

I'm ready for my Journey into the West. Or more aptly, the South.

I did manage to ass out in front of my Dept. Advisor. Apperently I did lack sleep, and I couldn't remember the word "elective" to say my soul. What is it with me, and forgetting *words*? Makes me feel retarded. I mean, everyone forgets names, but how can you get stuck on a word? *shakes head*

I did take a nap when we got home. Had an *incredibly* geeky dream about being a Hogwarts student, and sitting on the really snooty girl Slytherin to get Angie's glasses back. That was fun.

Hey all. I made it back from Philly, safe and sound. Brian and my Mom too. We didn't get to go to the zoo, or see the Liberty Bell, but we managed to have a good time anyway.

Saturday I finally got to meet Perry, and he's adorable. First off, getting anywhere in Philly apperently sucks the ass. It took poor Perry about 20 minutes to find us with us guiding him on the phone. Ugh! But we got it together finally. In some manner it was odd how comfortable it was. We didn't have time to do the greets and hugs cause Perry picked us up amidst traffic in a no parking zone. So we hopped in, and just started off. It was almost like friends who see each other every day. Well, we kinda do, but not face to face. There was barely even any, "Oh, that's what you look like..." (BTW he does not look like Quentin Tarrentino. Scruffy nerfherder maybe...) We then head for South Street, which is kinda this neat bohemian sort of place. For you ATL folks, it's abit like Little Five Points, only there are more chain stores. There is where we got our first Philly cheese steaks. They were as good as promised. We asked for directions to get to the wresting show later, and after visiting the anime and game store (I got a Stickfa!) we headed out. Following the directions given lead us straight into the ghetto. I don't even mean the bad side of town...I mean the ghe-tto....Trash, railroad tracks, and badly fading houses. Mean looking people. Fortunately we made it out with little incident, and found a friendly drugstore (as opposed to crackhouse) to ask for directions to the highway. Finally we made it there.

For you wrestling fans, ROH Wrestling, Ring of Honor, is a good show. It's got good fan/crowd energy and is less predictable and melowdramatic than WWE. There is more wrestling as well, as opposed to the nutty shit that goes on with WWE. Perry enjoyed himself greatly, inspite of a rocky start. They had hung the lights badly across from us. They shone with the brightness of a thousand suns right into our eyes. The whole section eventually moved, and we were driven from front row seats. That was boo. Perry got to see the force of nature that is Brian. Not only did Brian fend off intruders to get us a parking space at South Street, but he then went and got back better than the difference on tickets for us having to give up front row. Sadly the night came to an end, and we had to say goodbye. I am so glad I finally got to meet Perry face to face though.

Sunday was pretty good too. We had to check our bags with the bellhop and we roamed for abit in the neighborhood. Went back to Borders and Tower records. Also I went early and fetched coffee from this bakery right down the block. The place baked wedding cakes and chichi deserts. Oh...My...God. The pastries were so good. I ate this pecan breakfast crumble thing, and I brought a lemon bar to Brian. The coffee was hot and strong. I like it like I like my women, strong, tan, and sweet. *sploitchsnuggles zorathenne*

Mom had a great time, which made me happy. She made friends and got some Harmony Kingdom pieces that pleased her. She got to meet the artist.

Soon we were through the airport security and on our way. The only event was the sudden going off of the fire alarm which was shrill and awful. And a false alarm. I am thinking seriously of complaining. The flight was uneventful, except for Brian and I having a pillow fight with those small pillows and Mom breaking us up like naughty children.

I had alot of fun, but boy I am glad to be home. In spite of the "gift" that the Boy (most likely) left on the bed as a protest of the state of the litter box. Oi...Now I face icky laundry tasks. But, cest la vie. Everything else was so good I don't even care about the cat shitting on the bed, and the windows still being boarded up.

So for the end I'd just like to say I registered to vote today. And I napped. Sleep is good. Mmm...sleep...on my very own couch....OH..and my Hermit Crab popped up from her molt. She looks pretty good.

We made it out of Florida ahead of Charley. The drive was mostly pleasant. I was allowed to nap through half of it. We breached the cloud cover, and the day was really nice. I watched the countryside go by, and kept tormenting Brian with my stream of consciousness conversations. There was alot of kudzu. For those who have never visited the south, Kudzu is a vine that was imported from Japan as a stop measure against erosion..What the people who came up with this didn't know was that kudzu is a voracious vine that can literally grow a foot a day. There are places out in the country where kudzu has overtaken acres of land. If you are lucky, you can see where it's overgrown these old tin roof shacks, and pieces of landscape. It covers trees, and grows up light poles. It's crazy stuff.

One of our little rituals is to stop at this one store on the way home that sells sodas in glass bottles, and buy peach Nehi sodas. They are perfectly cool, and taste so sweet. One of life's little pleasures.

My Japanese name is Hanako Ekiguchi.
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God I wish. I *seriously* want to go to Japan one day. My list of countries to go to is, Japan, New Zealand, China, Italy, UK, and Russia. Japan is a particular because I'm just such a japanophile. Yes, it has it's problems, but hey, so does the US. Japan has a style, and seems to appreciate artists. If course, I already know that if I go on public transport, I best wear armor...I am a busty redhead with a juicy ass. Hentai target for sure. Mary Anne once vollenteered to teach me to say, "Don't touch me there, or I'll kill you!" in japanese. I guess she'd know.