Misanthropic Cognac and Benevolent Gunshots

Back bitches.

Alrighty, my sabbatical from the world of rampant narcissism has come to an end. I am going to do my damnedest to keep this shit up. To be honest, I probably won’t. BUT WHATEVSSSSS.

UGH.

My glasses are broken. I cannot sleep. I have orientation today and I need to get up in four hours. I want to die. And the most terrifying bug just landed on my screen. Kill me please.

Okay I’m back!

So I have finally decided to get off my lazy ass(figuratively) and end my tumblr hiatus. SO, since my last post I have gone to Nicaragua, come back, moved into the city, lived there, been home a few times, and this week I am setting up my schedule for Hunter(EEP) and having orientation. I also got a job! I’m going to be working for my mom’s best friend at here allergy office in Fort Greene, Brooklyn. In fact I am waiting on a phone call from her at the moment as I sit on the air mattress I have been calling a bed for the last few weeks. I really do need to get my mom to bring my bed in. Oh shwell. So enough updates for right now, as it’s 2 pm I think I should get ready for the day! Latah.

GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF SAN DIEGO.

Things I’ve learned:

-I will never be able to avoid sunburn.

-If a middle school has a dolphin mural on it, you know that the surrounding area will suck.

-It’s incredibly awkward to drink in front of your own parents.

-Not being 21 or older and staying with people who are is absolutely miserable.

I just want to be home. UGH.

Sitting in a park in Paris, France, Reading the news and it all looks bad

So this morning I woke up and bopped around a little and then mowed my entire lawn. It was the first time I had used our big mower and needless to say, my hands are not thanking me for that particular experience. I have to say that lawn mowing is surprisingly meditative for me, I mean, as meditative as I can possibly get which isn’t very meditative at all.  Listening to Julieta Vanegas and Juanes and Girltalk all the while watching as I slowly but surely obliterate(too strong a word?) the extra length of the grass stalks. It’s quite gratifying really.

My brother came home, I suppose for a while as he basically brought all of his stuff. He has really strange fish. One of them is gigantic and I don’t like the way it looks at me. That fucker better watch its back or I am going to make it into fish sticks.

My dad and I are leaving for California in about a half hour. FML. I totally have no desire to go. Whatever it’ll be nice to have actual food for a while.

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Missed Glee last night. Last day at home. Nica in 12 days. Inferior coast tomorrow. I find out from Hunter in 2-3 weeks. EEP.