so, I'm not moving to Timbuktu any longer- just taking a vacation there- or at least in Mattawan. Since my parents are officially off on their month long vacation-extravaganza, I thought that it'd be a good opportunity to make good use of their beautiful (non-white box) house and the handy-dandy laundry facilities there. I figure if I can't afford a vacation, I will give myself a fake one. I can have a fire in the fireplace, watch movies, go swimming in the lake, do laundry... I know that may not sound like much of a vacation, but the idea of unlimited washer time seems like a dream come true. and honestly, having some carrie time is really appealing too. I'm planning on using some of the tiem for more intense writing as well. There won't be as many distractions there. I love to be around my friends and I love my work, but I find that I function better as a writer when I am mor secluded. By the time that I get home now, I have already used up all of my creative juices for the day. I just need to find a good balance between random walks and relationship analysis and genuis quality writing.
Not that I'm going to dissapear for a month or anything, but it does sound good to have someplace to go where I won't have the bloomin fan blowing on me, and have kara sit up and laugh her evil genius laugh at me in her sleep (love ya girl.) Ooooo, I fogot to mention a year- landscaping, flowers, a garage, a real mailbox! I need to start saving my money and buy a house or something. Or maybe just a roomier place.
I can't believe I just said "Ooooo" over a mailbox. May I reiterate that I am a dork?
(I've also realized that by writing about my desire to be a writer in written form has opened me up for people to critique my writing style and have them say "her, she thinks she can be a prefessional writer? I guess I'm a glutton for punishment. Look where I work.)
Not that I'm going to dissapear for a month or anything, but it does sound good to have someplace to go where I won't have the bloomin fan blowing on me, and have kara sit up and laugh her evil genius laugh at me in her sleep (love ya girl.) Ooooo, I fogot to mention a year- landscaping, flowers, a garage, a real mailbox! I need to start saving my money and buy a house or something. Or maybe just a roomier place.
I can't believe I just said "Ooooo" over a mailbox. May I reiterate that I am a dork?
(I've also realized that by writing about my desire to be a writer in written form has opened me up for people to critique my writing style and have them say "her, she thinks she can be a prefessional writer? I guess I'm a glutton for punishment. Look where I work.)

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