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Complex Numbers #535570 added September 16, 2007 at 7:22pm
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Beach, Day 0
Today was travel to the beach house and get all our shit together day.
We got here right at check-in time, schlepped all our junk upstairs, and put shit away. Then I had to go to the grocery store. The grocery store was crap - the bread aisle made it look like there was a snowstorm or hurricane coming. Somewhere in the vast, echoing chasm there was one loaf of whole grain bread - and I snagged it.
Then, having been running around since 8 am, I got me a glass of liquid fuck-it and a cigar and went out on the deck to look at the ocean.
That, of course, is why I go on vacation.
We're here with some friends, though everyone's arriving separately. Travis and Megan got here right after we did, followed quickly by Ken. Artemismad  should be joining us later tonight - assuming she doesn't get lost. MapQuest's directions to this place include an instruction to "turn left," without benefit of any route number or street name or anything. So somewhere on the Outer Banks, one is supposed to "turn left."
Fortunately, Artemismad knows all our mobile numbers.
So now, most everything is put away and we can get down to the serious business of being on vacation... including me getting off the internet and doing something interesting. |
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