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This past weekend was lovely. Friday night Jess drove Jenn and I out to Pittsburgh to Duquesne to pick up Suzy. The four of us went to Squirrel Hill to get great Chinese food. I was actually able to operate chopsticks. Then we drove down to the South Side and visited the hookah bar. It was a great time. Not only had I not seen Suzy in many months, but it was also nice to get close to home. I know many people who hate Pittsburgh, but it really is a great city. I enjoy being there. I also enjoy car rides with Jessica. Saturday Ryan took me to Arbys, and we spent some time with Josh, Onilee, and Lauren. Sunday I went to lunch with Ryan and spent the evening with Jessica at the coffee shop and Giant Eagle. Me spilling a pile of nickels on the counter at the coffee shop for $1.43 mint tea always inspires a chuckle. I also gathered up my pennies to buy a 39 cent stamp to write a letter.
As I had hoped, starting On the Road has helped me gather more faith in the Beat Generation. I really like it so far. It's different from so much that I've read in the past. As I was walking in the shack I saw on empty table with two dimes sitting on it unattended. My first thought was 'that's half a stamp!', but I resisted the urge to brush them into my palm. For one reason it wasn't mine, and the second was I didn't want to look desperate. Yes, I plan on working at the mall over spring break this year.
I should be writing a poem, but I don't really have the motivation yet. School publishes a literary magazine every year, and every year I kick myself for not submitting something. So here we are, with about 4 weeks to the submission due date, and I have no ideas. Or at least no ideas I wouldn't be hesitant to show the masses. I dream of having material for prose reading sessions.
I know it sounds silly, but someday I would love to own a camel. I always wanted one as a child reading Zoobooks for hours. Apparently they tend to be loyal to their masters but unfortunately known to have periodic temper tantrums. But come on, who wouldn't want a personal pack animal? They're beautiful creatures. Maybe when I become vastly wealthly I'll import one from the desert to my home in Pennsylvania. Ha, sure. Where would we go? Who knows? But we'd go somewhere interesting, let me tell you. Until next time.
The adventure continues...
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