So I'm here now. Here in the messiest apartment ever. I won't go into detail, but really...really... I can't comprehend how someone could live like this. There are rodents loose, that's all I'm going to say; that and no one can top bad roommate stories now!
So, since the past 48 hours on non-stop cleaning, I'm almost done. I've ventured outside briefly, and let me tell you, the hills here are fucking killer to ride your bike on. I swear when I come home for Thanksgiving, I'm going to have calves the size of cantaloupes!
I'd better get back to rodent hunting and cooking my dinner (not necessarily dependant on one an other)
-Jax
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
My name is Jaclyn. I live in the U.P. I like flannel. Lots and lots of flannel. I only wear flannel. My transportation of choice is log rolling. Utensils? Cutlery? I only eat with an axe. I miss my friends in the mitten. This is what happens while I'm away...
No comments:
Post a Comment