jonze

So before, when I said I was stuck in Nebraska it was kindof figurative. Now though, it's literal. There's about 2-3 feet of snow piled up outside. Which means that I've officially missed my flight. Which means that I'm stuck in Nebraska for yet another day....I never thought I'd miss Conneticut so much, but damn is it fuckin' dull here.

Anyways, I'm going to go back to doing fuckin' nothing. And I don't really have anything witty to say as the increidible fuckin' flatness seems to be draining my creativty...well, that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.