Hey Cass! I've got some relatives up in Joshua Tree too--well, the great-uncle who I visited last time I was here just died a couple months back (part of the reason i went to visit him). But yes. It's FUCKING HOT.
Billytea, I just haven't gotten around to buying the whiffle balls and the potato masher.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
Someone has read from the book of Adams.
I heard back from Wredheaded Writer, she said thanks but no thanks, so clearly she's also Wrongheaded Writer. Odd response, it sounded like I was having a job application knocked back.
I loved it there.
Me too, except that the first time I went, when we snuck out in the middle of the night and slept underneath some rocks against all the rules, the girl I had a crush on hooked up with the other guy we we were with.
'Course, that was first term freshmen year, and they're going to grad school together after 4 full years of dating. So I guess I can't possibly be that bitter.
It is lovely in Joshua Tree...
But it is also July. I expect hell has a nice month or two in there too.
I have skimmed, meara (hi meara!), is the trip an um thing or are you in town for additional reasons?
Something insectual just macked on my arm. I have applied salve and taken a Benedryl in protest. Anything crawls (and I see it) and I'm thwacking it.
Wrongheaded Writer
Clearly.
Anything crawls (and I see it) and I'm thwacking it as if it were an Australian woman with zero sense.
when we snuck out in the middle of the night and slept underneath some rocks against all the rules
This happens remarkably frequently out there.
Clearly.
Yeah, it's a disappointment, because she's the first profile I've come across with which I've felt a clear rapport. And I don't know from her email why she felt differently. Of course, she just might have met someone else last week or something.
Anyway, I sent her another email thanking her for hers, and making one final stealth play (the lorikeet line again, it worked pretty well the first time). If that falls flat, c'est la vie.
And meanwhile, I do have a phone number with someone else's name on it.