Life just kinds of empties out

I am self medicating by shopping.

It is a great remedy. Fill the void in your self by filling it with STUFF. On Friday I got a bonus at work (I am a grownup with a REAL JOB apparently?) and went out and got myself a MacBook and a new iPod. Both of which I needed. You know for all my web research and the writing I SHOULD be doing but am not. Because I am too busy buying things on etsy. Today I bought this. Isn't it pretty?

So, I could write at length about how I am sad but I will spare you. In a nutshell, someone died, it sucks.

On Wednesday I had an epic travel day so instead I will tell you about that. I flew from Detroit to New York and then rode the bus four hours (or maybe five) to Boston. Three cities in one day! It is like I am a famous rock star on tour! Only, I am not. (more sadness)

I have figured out that the bus is the preferred travel for weirdos, freaks, the confused elderly and the possibly insane. There was the couple in front of me angrily feeding each other French fries. She would push the ketchuped thing in his face and he would recoil in horror only to lean forward the next second and eat it like he was about to eat her fingers off. What was going on here? Maybe I don't want to know. It might have been a sex thing.

Then there were the two girls across from me who were probably 19 and for two hours one of them sat on the others lap. How is that comfortable? She was also turned awkwardly so she could face the other girl. Oh to be nineteen and flexible. At one point they started singing to each other. I mean, COME ON, just go somewhere and make out already. Wouldn't that be easier for everyone? Of course they are 19 nineteen and riding the bus. Maybe sitting on each others laps in the darkness of the Fung Wah bus is all they can deal with.

Who am I to say?

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We went to New York last weekend. Here are some pictures.