amsterdam and the ungodly hour of seven

[clairesoyclaire]

yes. I woke up at seven o'clock. A.M. We all filed onto the buses and got settled. Susie and I were near the front, and owing to the fact that none of us were used to getting up before 10, the bus was quiet and still. At exactly 7:45, with the engine running, two nameless people made their typically jarring, dramatic entrance onto the bus

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Frenchtown

[anonymous]

You missed quite a natural disaster in your hometown this weekend. Apparantly it had rained heavily from Friday night until Sunday morning. I have never seen flooding like this in my life! (Don't worry, your house appears to be fine, there was no water near it

THE FLOOD!

[clairesoyclaire]

This is incredible! I swear, everything cool happens as soon as I leave. Once, when I was down the shore, a bunch of cows got loose in the baseball field and the police chased them around. I've missed the Bastille day festival every year, apparently there's going to be a film festival in Frenchtown next month, and I was away the time that place exploded near the roller rink-- what was that, like a toxic waste dump or something? Oh well, at least now that I'm gone everyone can witness the surreal disturbances of my absence on the delicate balance of the universe.

[vagiline]

Ain't that always the way, I have a group of folk who gather ouside the window and in a drunken state of euphoria they chant "JERSEY,WHAT!!JERSEY,WHAT!!"

Paulie

[clairesoyclaire]

It's true that New Jersey is romanticized by everyone who leaves. Paul! You're in college! With euphoric drunk people! What!