Hmm. It looks to be a 3-hour drive.
Let me ponder.
Of completely unrelated, useless, and yet completely amusing interest, ye olde internet map tells me there is a town in New Hampshire called "Laconia." I imagine they all talk really slowly, and the library has no overdue charges.
Am suddenly morose. Fresh cherries are not helping. Feh.
You know what'll cheer you up? Listening to the "Notes On Camp" episode of This American Life.
Hec, you're right, it might. I don't think that
The Inside
is the best viewing right now. Sigh.
No pondering! Doing. Doing is better. Fish of the day!
Am I rude? I just made dinner...a big, yummy pot of chili. Emily is still at school. She'll call on her way home. I was starving, though, so I went ahead and ate.
Mmm, chili. You can move in with me anytime you rude girl.
No pondering! Doing. Doing is better. Fish of the day!
You seize some fish and come to Vermont, missy! And bring JZ with you!
The date, she is won. It's all very quest-ish.
Trip back East, looking better and better!
Except that my brain is now all explodey. Sigh. I even had a
stable,
with three stalls and a 6-section wooden fence.
eta: AW HELLS YEAH! GO TEAM BILLYTEA!
::pumps fist in air::
I'm sorry I made your head all explodey. I had a stable and fence too, and I loved them all.