Wrong Turn, Texas Chansaw Massacre, House of 1K corpses and
3 days ago
There is no gift more precious or rare in this world than true love. Treasure those who share it with you.
So... I'm "white".
Technically Germanic. But I'm not THAT "white".
Normally I don't do birthdays. The backstory to that's a bit complicated, unpleasant, but this time I made an exception. This is family, REAL family, not incidental "we came out of the same genetic petrie dish" family. Found family. REAL love which you are willing to go to jail for. And I dont get to see them nearly enough.SO I was going to see them, dammit.
I woke up after everyone had already left to the shindig, no small thanks to the sleeping meds I have to take these days and the rapturous joy of construction taking place literally outside my usual bedroom window.
Waking up, groggy, but rearin' to go, I texted me missus. I'd be getting the directions off mapquest and driving over shortly. Seventeen minute drive, a few county roads no biggie.
Well, 40 minutes later I must have missed a turn because I was in "the serial killings happen here" kind of woods, the kind with the really inventive practical effects and twist ending where even "the final girl" gets whacked. So, lost, boonies, dead phone... I'm scrappy and armed but I'm not THAT white.
So I had to re-trace my steps, STILL missed that turn, and got back home.
Happy birthday, hermano! Sorry I couldnt make the shenanigans. Maybe we can have more, soon.
I feel like a jackass. BUT I am a LIVE jackass.
The moon's been pretty. Enjoy it with the people you love.💜💙💚💛💗
Technically Germanic. But I'm not THAT "white".
Normally I don't do birthdays. The backstory to that's a bit complicated, unpleasant, but this time I made an exception. This is family, REAL family, not incidental "we came out of the same genetic petrie dish" family. Found family. REAL love which you are willing to go to jail for. And I dont get to see them nearly enough.SO I was going to see them, dammit.
I woke up after everyone had already left to the shindig, no small thanks to the sleeping meds I have to take these days and the rapturous joy of construction taking place literally outside my usual bedroom window.
Waking up, groggy, but rearin' to go, I texted me missus. I'd be getting the directions off mapquest and driving over shortly. Seventeen minute drive, a few county roads no biggie.
Well, 40 minutes later I must have missed a turn because I was in "the serial killings happen here" kind of woods, the kind with the really inventive practical effects and twist ending where even "the final girl" gets whacked. So, lost, boonies, dead phone... I'm scrappy and armed but I'm not THAT white.
So I had to re-trace my steps, STILL missed that turn, and got back home.
Happy birthday, hermano! Sorry I couldnt make the shenanigans. Maybe we can have more, soon.
I feel like a jackass. BUT I am a LIVE jackass.
The moon's been pretty. Enjoy it with the people you love.💜💙💚💛💗
- "Stand up."
Although the reforestation has maybe gotten far enough along that you CAN get lost in an Icelandic forest, now? Times change. Glad you're still here to experience 'em!