Go ahead and judge all you want, but have you tried it? Once you get past the feeling of, "hey, I'm having sex with a kangaroo and it's lasting a really long time and is that weird," it's fairly mind blowing.
Oh, these bruises? No, not from that. They're from being clumsy and thin-skinned and apparently not knowing where I end and other people and things begin. You think I'm joking but I've nearly taken out two people and an end cap at a grocery store on this trip. Everything in California is just closer to me, literally, than in New York. It's as if I'm on rollerblades and suck at rollerblading only instead I'm on foot and suck at walking/standing.
Did I mention I need to write something remotely clever but I'm not feeling clever? I think I did.
I could text a friend, not to get clever ideas but to pass time, but I refer to my above statements about kangaroo sex and passion. If I'm going to dilly dally I should really be doing something I prefer. Like watching Gossip Girl. My parents are recording it for me though.
Or instead of texting a friend I could call another friend who I'm overdue in contacting. I should really do that. Or text the other friend. Or call another other friend. As a friend, I kind of suck right now. As a person who writes clever things I also am kind of sucking right now. As someone who is sitting near an adorable dog, I'm kicking ass.
Ok, it's time to attempt the cleverness again. Then it's kangaroos.