The houseboat and I are moving to North Carolina in less than a month. And by moving I mean we are fucking driving to North Carolina in less than a month with three animals in the back seat of my sweet whip (mom-mobile Volvo). Here is the map to Mordor:
FUCK. I’m posing this picture so you know where to start the search for my decomposing remains when I throw myself out the car window after three days. I know in all the indie movies that its super cool to just ‘get in a car and go anywhere’ and ‘not shower for a month’ and ‘sit still until you have lesions on your ass’ but I’ll be honest this is not my cup of tea. Do you know how often I have to pee? God damnit.