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Sooo I gave up Chicago to live in the middle of freaking nowhere, all for love.


Here are some astute observations about my new hometown.

1) I can't drive anywhere without seeing roadkill. It is gross. And it makes me sad.

2) The local club is named the Crazy Cowboy. Enough said.

3) The local hotel is named The Southern Boy Manor. In Michigan. What is Southern about Michigan?

4) Everything is closed by 9pm. Which sucks cuz I am pretty much nocturnal.

5) I get stared at because I am the only resident with tattoos & piercings. And everyone seems to know there is a 'new girl in town'.

6) You don't fit in around here if you don't have something that is broken down sitting in your front yard.

7) I have to drive an hour just to go the pharmacy.

8) The town just got their first fast-food establishment, McDonald's, of course, and everyone was so excited that the drive through line was backed up the street for a week straight.

9) Whenever I tell someone that I moved to Stockbridge they say "Where is that?"

10) I need noseplugs when I drive to avoid smelling cow shit. Enough said.


I could keep going but I won't. I have been super busy moving all of my shit, trying to get settled, and taking care of my dogs and my step-son-to-be Ethan. Small town living is not for me. I hope it doesn't make me go crazier than I already am!!!


Here's a few pics with shitty lighting. I hope everyone is well, I miss my suicide girls friends!!! I need to find more time to log on. Oh yeah, I took the lifsavers out, LOL. And I love my bedhead hair.