This is the entrance to the airport:
Yeah.
Oh, and in a text message this morning, Miles reminded me that it's Caturday, so Happy Caturday, motherfuckers.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
On the Road
And no, not Jack Kerouac. I had a death in the family, so I've gone back home to be with them. Fortunately, I bought a laptop about a month ago, and my parents have wi-fi, so I'm not as out of touch as I usually am. I'll probably post more at some point this weekend, but I thought right now that I'd take a minute and give you an idea of just how small my hometown is.
This is the entrance to the airport:
Yeah.
Oh, and in a text message this morning, Miles reminded me that it's Caturday, so Happy Caturday, motherfuckers.
This is the entrance to the airport:
Yeah.
Oh, and in a text message this morning, Miles reminded me that it's Caturday, so Happy Caturday, motherfuckers.
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People have died for less than your comment. So put the Haterade down.
This is why we can't have nice things!
GPA is one of the world's biggest fans of Caturday. We had the Dune kitty as our wall paper for many months.
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