when she's here

Fuck mountains.

I want wide horizons that frame the ocean.

old bay

I'm a libertine. I'm single for the first time in a long time. I'm a woman in interesting times. I'm a product of mass consumerism but I've planted my own garden. I'm able to drive wherever I want, listening to whatever radio station I'd like to. I can run away. I'm a student and I can legally drink. I enjoy America's favorite passtime and am lucky enough to live on the coast. I can hangout with whoever and write whatever the hell I want.

Folks, I'm feeling just fine and for once in my life I have no plans.

move those chains

I rarely hate anyone. Especially people that I've never met.

But let me tell you, I have more hatred in my body for her than for everything and everyone else combined. I also hate him for being so nice to her. Still.

If I ever met her, shit would hit the fan.

watching soap operas

The best cure for a hangover is more apple moonshine.

Also, I'm going to my first Ravens game tonight. Hurray.

how could you be so heartless

One hundred degrees outside. One hundred degrees inside. I must be in hell.

baltimore

Moving back into the row-home in the city:

Pros: near friends, fun neighborhood, quality time with my mother, change of scenery.
Cons: no airconditioning, no room to unpack, broken dryer, less privacy, no grass.

Six days left until the move to Iowa.

halleluia

Last day of camp! I am rejoicing.

Also. Packing was far more difficult than I thought. I had to give up around 1:30 because I convinced myself that my clothes have grown bigger just to spite me.

Another note. Neighbors that decide to mow their lawns at 7 A.M. are jackasses.