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<3allie

it's called productivity...

cait's in peru for the week, so i finally get the house to myself. and what do i do with all that time? get up early and go to work at dad's. a waste, you say? probably, i say. but when you get $20 an hour, no tax, and are an impulse shoe buyer, it's kind of worth it. i'm not totally isolated, don't worry. i see monte for breakfast and early morning video games (new xbox 360!)... that's something, right?

hey, if you have a better idea, call me up! :)

<3allie^^

gahhh...

i was so emo when i was younger. holy crap.

<3allie

do i have to come home?

when i have money i'm going to buy a house in the val de pitons. and whenever i'm upset or stressed or bleh or anything not good i'll go there and swing in my hammock all day and snorkel around petite piton. and with all the bright colors and soft sand and refreshing water and sea turtles i'll just have to feel better. and i'll be so inspired that i'll write novel after novel after novel because i have found the key to happiness:

a hammock.

really, it's impossible to be anything but blissful when you're in a hammock. even when it's 90 degrees with 80% humidity, and that's saying something, especially for me. the reason for "island time"? hammocks. the reason we non-beach dwellers are pissy all the time? no hammocks! it makes perfect sense. if you've never had the extreme pleasure of resting in a hammock, go try it. you'll understand exactly what i mean.

<3allie^^

Currently Reading Light in August (The Corrected Text) By William Faulkner see related

hmph...

i have a terrible ennui. waiting, for my vacation to start and for anything else, makes me tense. i get stomach cramps and the overwhelming urge to walk for miles until my feet fall off. i need this break, a change of scenery. mom always says i could save lots of money if i worked at home instead of at dad's, but that long drive is the only thing keeping me sane. i speed, don't look before i change lanes, and blast my music and sing at the top of my lungs. but when i get to dad's it's all the same. i feel stuck, purposeless, in need of a journey. i hate standing still. i want to run up a mountain and build my home where i finally collapse. everything's so static here.

move me.

<3allie