And the glory rolls on For personal reasons, I had to catch a flight to Lubbock Friday night. For any of you unfamiliar with the asshole of the world that is Lubbock Texas, imagine an entirely flat land three thousand feet above sea level, constantly windy, surrounded by stock yards and pig farms, predominantly inhabited by racist dirt farmers and the most pathetically clichd frat fucks and sorority girlsessentially, this is where republicans send there Hitler youth to learn the ways of the willfully ignorant, securing a future of blind allegiance to the "american way." My six year stint in this shithole is largely responsible for my ridiculous bitterness, distrust, and these goddamn dreadlocks. I had not been back since getting my shit out of storage and finally moving to Austin four and a half years ago. Driving my rental car through the dusty streets, I felt no feelings of fond reminiscence, only disgust with my surroundings and loathing for the time spent trapped in the west Texas tundra in pursuit of a degree I have yet to even use.
...to be continued...sorry...tired, old, and unmotivated.
...to be continued...sorry...tired, old, and unmotivated.
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And dude. Yes.