Sunday, April 10, 2005
April invited me to stay at her apartment after I take my finals next month, so this afternoon I ventured online to find bus tickets to the A-hole from The Buttcrack of Texas.
I despise Lubbock, for the most part. Though the skies, when clear, make one euphoric, I would still appreciate a tree or two to hide underneath. I am a creature who prefers shade, plentiful water sources, diverse flora and fauna, and Taco Cabana.
Everything closes Sundays- everything but the churches and IHOP. There is not a Katz's in Lubbock. If I ever wanted to do something, there is nothing to do.
Moaneth I.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 8:26 PM]