I hate the internet.
As a person of my generation, trained for instant gratification and multitasking, the lack of access to my electronic devices is personal hell. That combined with the 14+ spider infestation in my living space in the last two weeks is possibly life ruining. Turns out, all I needed was a little motivation to start to overcome arachnophobia, which I have been a victim of my entire life. I'm making huge strides- I haven't killed one yet, and I even rescued a big, scary one and put it outside. That was the highlight of my week, other than a boy named Jargon (his name wasn't really Jargon, but I always almost called him that) and a girl in the show who thought she was a pop diva and sang like a disney princess avec the shaking head vibrato. Watch out, Hilary Duff.
It is now Sunday, September 27th, and it is hard to believe October is almost here. We are staying at a church campsite that is quaint up to it's homecooked and free meals community style, to its dorm-type housing equipped with twin beds. I'm not complaining- own room with cell service and a bathroom to myself- fine. And no more Udaho.
Count down until Portland and the Jasons' visit: 10 weeks.
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