Thursday Schmursday.
It's frickin' hot. Everyone's favorite complaint.
I say, let's get sweaty! And dirty. Let's play in the mud and smell like animals. After that, let's sit around and do nothing all day. Later, we'll comment on how unbelievable it is that it's [insert hour here]:00. We'll make some food. We'll sit around some more, and then go to bed. And it will have been a great day!
Now you know how I spend my days when I'm not hitchhiking around.
Oh, I can't believe it's nearly five! Whatever will I make for dinner?
Random Fact:
There is a chicken here whose name is Barbara Bush.
Until I say so,
Aloha
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