To reward ourselves for being awesome, the roomie and I decided to take a road-trip through the south. Well, “road-trip” via buses, trains and planes. Like I wasn’t riding the Megabus enough as it is.
Let me get this straight- we don’t want Mexicans coming into our country to live, but we have no problem drinking to them once a year? And since when did war = get super drunk? God this country is up its own ass.
“I don’t feel like drawing, this is too much work.” This is basically my entire though process over the last month regarding the latest app craze, Draw Something. Like most relationships built on lust and infatuation, it only took about a month to go from complete obsession to complete disinterest as the weeks “drew” on.
I have to respect any group of people that have an opinion and put the energy into spreading their message (well, save for the Klu Klux Klan). But the bigger part of me can’t help but think this is just an excuse for homeless people and hippies to walk around without any jobs, shoes or purpose.