Lookit, everybody. I want to go to Europe. I think I'm going to go in October. You are all maybe rolling your eyes or thinking that I always say crazy crap like this. And you're right. But I think that in October, I am legitimately going to go to Spain. Or maybe Italy. I can't decide. I know that I want to go to one of those two place, then take a train north to France. I am going to visit versailles, possibly Normandy and St. Michel (not sure what that is? Don't worry, I put a picture below.) After that, I think I'm going to take the chunnel north and then fly out of London. I'll be gone all of 11 days or so. So stoked about the idea.
Now, about the funding... ha ha ha. We'll see what happens. A fool and his money, you know?
Isn't this rad?? It's over by Normandy.
It's been a minute since I posted on here. School started. Guys, I really hate school. I honestly wonder if it hurts my soul like pornography or hard-core gangster rap does. It's just so dumb and artificial. I'm so close to being done... so close.
Somebody in my house is using my toothpaste. It drives me CRAZY. Not because I'm not willing to share my toothpaste. I really don't mind sharing. However, I do mind when they squeeze the tube from the middle. Look, I know it's not that big of a deal, but I really, really can't stand it when the toothpaste tube is squeezed from the middle. It says it on some of the tubes:
FOR BEST RESULTS, SQUEEZE TUBE FROM THE BOTTOM
I just can't stand it: as you reach the half-empty point of your toothpaste experience, your tube of toothpaste is this sort of mangled, pliable mess of plastic, fluoride and gel. So, dear toothpaste thief, if you're reading, I warn you to take caution. I will exact my revenge!
I love you for reading. Seriously.