virus has succeeded into the mucous-y stage so now it’s painful.
Trying to stay upbeat with the thoughts of oncoming summery good times.
Stress is on it’s way.
I’m probably going to get fired from my job because this is the second day I’ll be calling off in the past week (I also left early last week).
I need to find a new job, and pronto, so I can put in my two weeks at DSG to avoid bad fallouts. (wtf, I used to have perfect work history, stupid b&n)
I’m supposed to backpack for three days starting Wednesday morning. crossingcrossingcrossing my fingers hoping that I’ll be better by then because I have been looking forward to this and planning for this forever, and I’m fucking stoked! Ultimate torture would be me not being able to go.
In a highball glass, muddle ~12 mint leaves with 1 tbsp simple syrup and .5 oz lime juice. Add 2 oz rum and nearly fill the glass with crushed ice. Fill the rest of the glass with club soda. Garnish with more mint leaves and/or a slice of lime!
The summer of 2007, I spent largely in Wind Gap camping out in our rednecky shelterfort. Until we accidentally burnt it (halfway) down, then it was completely destroyed shortly thereafter by the equivalent of a city gang, but really a bunch of forest thugs. hahahah