Get ready. Get set. Be prepared. Watch out! Because I'm coming for ya!
That's right, ladies and fruits (because I'm pretty sure only four people ever read this... three of them on a semi-regular basis, the other when it suits her fancy... like a cat.), I'm gone. Far, far, far away. You ought to pity the other passengers in the minivan tomorrow, because I'm worse than Donkey from Shrek on a long journey. I'll make popping noises, I'll ask are we there yet, I'll drool all over everybody's pillow but my own, I'll eat all of the cookies and then complain that there are no cookies, I'll get carsick and complain about it but continue to play sudoku and not look out the window to counteract the motion sickness, I'll get restless, I'll insist that we not stop for a pee break until I have to pee (which I won't have to, because my bladder is made of metaphorical steel!), I'll complain that the dogs stink, I'll complain that it's too hot, I'll complain that it's too cold, I'll mock the music the driver puts on the radio, I'll go the speed limit when it's my turn to drive, I'll get angry when my dad chooses to stop at McDonald's because even though I hate all fast food joints I hate McDonald's with the most intense passion, and I'll blow my nose really loudly and obnoxiously.
It's going to be a very fun few days of camping.
Wish my luck pitching my tent while my parents laugh because theirs will be up in 5 minutes whereas it will take me at least half an hour.
That's right, ladies and fruits (because I'm pretty sure only four people ever read this... three of them on a semi-regular basis, the other when it suits her fancy... like a cat.), I'm gone. Far, far, far away. You ought to pity the other passengers in the minivan tomorrow, because I'm worse than Donkey from Shrek on a long journey. I'll make popping noises, I'll ask are we there yet, I'll drool all over everybody's pillow but my own, I'll eat all of the cookies and then complain that there are no cookies, I'll get carsick and complain about it but continue to play sudoku and not look out the window to counteract the motion sickness, I'll get restless, I'll insist that we not stop for a pee break until I have to pee (which I won't have to, because my bladder is made of metaphorical steel!), I'll complain that the dogs stink, I'll complain that it's too hot, I'll complain that it's too cold, I'll mock the music the driver puts on the radio, I'll go the speed limit when it's my turn to drive, I'll get angry when my dad chooses to stop at McDonald's because even though I hate all fast food joints I hate McDonald's with the most intense passion, and I'll blow my nose really loudly and obnoxiously.
It's going to be a very fun few days of camping.
Wish my luck pitching my tent while my parents laugh because theirs will be up in 5 minutes whereas it will take me at least half an hour.
Love,
Peat
Peat
P.S. I would totally appreciate it if you guys wanted to send me amusing or encouraging (because this will be three entire days with my family) text messages.
This stock picture may or may not be replaced with one I took myself when I get back.
1 comment:
hope you are having fun peat! =)
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