Well, it seems all my favorite bloggers have dropped off the face of the earth for the last week or so. I don't know who in the hell they think they are but I need entertainment, dammit. And I'm tired of surfing porn. If I don't get to read about their lives, I have too much time to think about my own. And that's boring.
I was hoping by the time I wrote that paragraph I'd think of something to write about, but so far, nothing. Even after this sentence, nada.
Ok, well then. Let's talk about Guam a little.
As much as I complain it's actually a cool place to live, and unless I move further west, I doubt I'll ever leave unless it's in a rubber bag or a box of some type. Living on Guam is pretty easy. Everything is close. The island is only 33 miles long, so a long drive for us is about 15 minutes. You can be lazy and wear whatever you want where ever you want and nobody will blink and eye. Everything is ok here, schools being closed for sanitation reasons, Guam Power Authority can't pay for the fuel oil to keep the lights on, and none of the people that write our laws are lawyers. Some of them have been caught dead-bang in lies (like claiming they have a college degree). Seriously, if they don't get re-elected they may very well be the guy pumping your gas after their term. So yes, it's fucked up. But it's ok. It's Guam. We'll have a barbeque and everything will be ok.
We're also isolated from the bullshit in the states. We're more effected by the Asian economy I think, although I think the U.S. has done a bang up job fucking up everyone's economy and we're all going to pay for it for a long, long time. Although I'm not ready to denounce my citizenship just yet, I really don't think much of my country at this time in my life.
Well, the Zoloft is kicking in people. Time to go.
Oh, and what's this picture have to do with anything?
Absolutely nothing. It's just a photo of the room I stayed in when I got here.
5 comments:
Would love to have a barbecue!!
And, to be honest, to fuck up that room in the picture you posted. It annoys me for some reason. That must be what makes me so teh rebellious and internets famous, guise.
That room was my introduction to Guam. For two days I bitched about no hot water, only to have the staff swear everything worked. Oh, besides the fact that the fucking faucet knobs were installed backwards.
Only on Guam does that make perfect sense. Which is the case for most things around here.
Where have you been and WHY are you not posting anymore?
I demand more post!
And so does my freakishly long second toe.
I second that. Post again, sir!
And TC, I'd wager that my freakishly long second toe is longer than your freakishly long second toe. It's constantly poking a hole into perfectly good socks. A fucking pain, I tell you.
I hear there are places in South America where you can get that corrected....
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