Saturday, August 02, 2008
,Dexter tossed two crisp dollars on my table so that I could have a frozen coffee drink as I read. Then our mutual acquaintance friend, Rob, provoked by some inner whim, donated half his club sandwich. Having over-sized breasts and blue eyes does come in handy sometimes. Things get handed me, and I don't even have to sleep with anyone. Life is glorious.
Sometime either late this week or next Monday at latest, I will take a two-day Greyhound ride to Lexington. Long road trips I normally enjoy, conditioned by family vacations being driven from Katy to St. Louis. At least on the bus, my older sister won't be there to slap me for accidentally brushing her with my shoulder (although there is a possibility my neighbor might stab me multiple times and chop off my head). My body will be in Kentucky, but most of my goods will remain in Lubbock until I can afford to ship them, which will not occur for another month.
I am living with an older man (a high school Latin teacher) in the extra bedroom of his house. Campus lies two streets away, and a Kroger lies two streets away in the opposite direction. A short bus ride away lies a coffee shop with free wireless internet access. Alles, daß ich brauche.
Labels: breasts, bus, city, coffee, coffee shop, Dexter, eyes, Greyhound, Katy, Kroger, money, moving, Rob, school, sister, St. Louis, vacation
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 5:35 PM]