I'm going to albuquerque next month, can't fucking wait. I got an awesome deal for the tickets, and I have a car rental awaiting my arrival. My brother's getting married, and I'm going to be there as the best man (and unoffical shotgun bearer). 4 days in the desert wouldn't seem like a vacation to many, but being from there... there's something different about the smell of cow urine in the morning that you just don't get living in a big city. That, and the slight hint of uranium, really gets your blood pumping. Heh, local joke. Atleast on a positive note, the strippers are totally nude in albuquerque, and the green chile is fucking awesome!
On a philosophical note, I have next to nothing to share. Here are my random thoughts of the day:
My soul torn asunder unto the vile reaches of the abyss, I wait. For a moonlit night, for a cold... rolling fog, for a frozen lake of deuterium oxide, for the sweet kiss of my demise. These are for which I bide my time. The things seldom seen, and of which are never spoken.
On a philosophical note, I have next to nothing to share. Here are my random thoughts of the day:
My soul torn asunder unto the vile reaches of the abyss, I wait. For a moonlit night, for a cold... rolling fog, for a frozen lake of deuterium oxide, for the sweet kiss of my demise. These are for which I bide my time. The things seldom seen, and of which are never spoken.