Wednesday, August 19, 2009

September 6 Is For Real

I am going to Spain on September 6. Flying out of Boston on Aer Lingus at 6pm. A 16 hour layover in Dublin. Accompanied by Kris Magnuson, my gentleman companion? For short, you can refer to this journey as the S & K Express. The eKSpress. For the sake of people who currently take you seriously, I suggest avoiding refering to this journey in the abbreviated state.

The point is:

Well, first of all, never take advice from me.

No, the point really is:

Well, unless it is about not using abbrevs or phrases I've made up while on the Bolt Bus after 4 hours of sleep. That's good advice.

Really what I'm trying to say is:

NEXT TIME I SAY I'M MOVING TO SPAIN AND THEN YOU THINK 'HAHA NO YOU'RE NOT', WELL, I GUESS YOU WILL BELIEVE ME NEXT TIME H8Rs.

Next. Time.

p.s. The Bolt Bus lets you plug your computer in on the bus. Unless you sit in the first seat, where I am. The disadvantage of this is that my computer will most likely die in the next 20 minutes. The advantage is that after that happens I can pretend I'm driving.