Attention Taylor

I've been thinking about places to go while you're here, and here's the first proposed itinerary, not complete.



Starting in Binghamton, then up to Ottawa, then to Montreal, then through the lovely fall foliage of Vermont and Maine, a stop at LL Bean, then on to Boston, we can take a $20 Chinatown bus to NYC, go back to Boston for the car, then come back to Binghamton. I was also thinking we could modify this to go from Binghamton to Niagara Falls, then Toronto, THEN Ottawa, etc. What do you think? It's up to you. We'll also do the national forest/park, camping or whatever. You could decide how long we stay in each place.

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In case you were wondering, I've just gone through my friends list and removed some people. Not because of any bad feelings or anything, but more because I just can't deal with reading so many journals every day. I also used the following criteria to eliminate people:

*You've been on my friends list six months or more and i still don't remember your name.

*You haven't posted anything in ages.

*We have zero relationship, we don't even comment on each other's journals.

*I suspect you're not actually reading my journal anyway.

That's pretty much it.

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Jakie says:

being shy and quiet is in no way a weakness. if you hang around a very mixed group of personalities, and they know you're shy and quiet, you will then draw out the right people. the danger is in being around people who are only like yourself, or in not being around people at all.

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I don't know what's wrong, but I feel exceptionally annoyed and high strung right now. All day I have felt nothing but hatred toward stupid fucking morons, who I can't seem to avoid. Everywhere I go they are there waiting to annoy the fucking hell out of me. I just want to kill them all.

I have an interview at a temp agency in the morning, which of course I am thrilled about. Jake and I just drove around trying to find this place so I can get there easily in the morning. Jake is good like that.

Here's a piece of advice. If you shave under your arms and cut yourself, don't put on deodorant. They have a little warning on the label that says do not apply to broken skin, and apparently they know what they're talking about. I want to rip my arm off to end the pain. It's all red and swollen and disgusting now. It didn't hurt this morning but the past couple of hours have been agony. Just thought you'd all love to know.

Also, doing laundry automatically puts me in a bad mood. Which is obviously exacerbated by the PERSON who puts her clothes in both washing machines, and leaves them there for EVER. In a misguided attempt at niceness, I took her clothes out and put them in the dryer, thinking she'd be down shortly to turn it on. No such luck, and all that got me was having to take them out of the dryer when MY clothes were ready to go in, and put them on the table thing they have in there. This is the second time this same person has done this, and I would really love to just throw her wet clothes on that nasty floor and leave them. It really is the little things that get under my skin the most.

Today was just a day for all the retards of Binghamton to put their stupidity on display. We went to Barnes and Noble and were sitting contentedly in the cafe reading, when three college age kids come up to the table next to us and start talking so loudly that I couldn't even see my book anymore, and so I got up and left. I'm just really annoyed.

Jakie's Wisdom

On the Internet, when a girl says she's a little overweight, that means she is morbidly obese.