A.R.M. (kinkyturtle) wrote,

In Sonora, TX

Welp, it seems con crud has caught up with me. Or maybe I caught it from a gas station somewhere, who knows. Anyway, my throat is sore, and this dry climate is not helping. Nor is the fucking cigarette smoke that was coming in through the heater which I *hope* will stop happening now that I've actually spoken to the fucking rednecks that keep hanging around outside my door and talking loudly.

I wish smoking had never been invented. Sir Walter Raleigh was sooch a stewpid get.

Anyway, tomorrow I finally get home and then maybe I'll be in more of a mood to finish my con recap or maybe even start drawing a diary.

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