gayballs

What the FUCK.
I had this whole blog written out and it just... .DISAPPEARED.
ANd it was full of bad spelling and self-pity and half-excitement about my trip.



In twelve hours I'll be in miami.
Right now I'm in 50 degree weather. within twelve hours I will have doubled that.

I'm glad I'm going to see my family, finally.
My brother alex. I don't think I've seen him since February of last year. He hasn't even seen the tattoo.

I'm in a coffee shop. I finished my coffee fucking forever ago. And now it's time to go.

I'm going to Miami today and I'll be back in seattle on the 16th.
I'm leaving on a cruise on saturday. I'll be on that cruise till next saturday.
This cruise will include my whole family and will include stops in the carribbean, in places that fence off two or three miles for the tourists to eat shit in while the machete-carrying locals wait outside, bloodlust in their eyes.
I'm going to leave my wallet and ipod and all that shit in my room and wander into the locals areas, so that I can be sold for parts.
I know that we're going to Haiti, the poorest country in the western hemisphere. I know that we're going to Puerto Rico, which I'm very, VERY excited about seeing.
Haiti, though. Ugh. I hate that they do that. Set up a tourist area the locals aren't allowed into, because they'll sell us pot.
I'd love to get high on this trip.

I have no money though. At all.
When I get back from this (unpaid) vacation i'll be broke and starving.
Broke.
I should get used to that.
When I arrived in seattle I blew through my money. It took me about two months but I killed every last penny of it in no-time. Too many shows, I guess.
Way too many.
Also, breakfast and lunch from Jack in the Box every day. And 7-11.
Did I mention I gained weight?

Anyway, Have a good week and a half. Maybe I'll log in from the ship.


ps-- this is where I live.