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May. 16th, 2007 01:29 pmWell, I'm back!
I kept detailed notes on the adventures of the plane ride, but now it hardly seems worth it to type them out... Suffice to say, there was a lot of bored shifting in a tiny seat and the roaring of engines because I always seem to get a seat right over the wing. They don't make a headset that's loud enough for a partially deaf person to hear Danny Elfman music through whilst perched overtop two or three plane engines.
The good news is that I'm back in WV where the wind howls down the mountain and the little frogs in the pond go peep! The bad news is that the house is ankle-deep in dead ladybugs and our new neighbors have one of those little bulldozers to play with. I resent that we have a neighbor at all, but one who fills the mountain air with the nerve-tearing beep sound of a bulldozer driven backwards for two days in a row is truly maddening. He's in the middle of a field! There's nothing to run over or warn away! It's like someone left a huge alarm clock on somewhere in hearing range. Maaaaadddnesssss.
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blackvelvetclad is helping me out with the vaccuuming and the scrubbing. She already wins all possible points for driving to DC in the middle of the night to pick me up. In the meantime, we watch old Ren & Stimpy toons and wonder what to eat. Hmm.
I kept detailed notes on the adventures of the plane ride, but now it hardly seems worth it to type them out... Suffice to say, there was a lot of bored shifting in a tiny seat and the roaring of engines because I always seem to get a seat right over the wing. They don't make a headset that's loud enough for a partially deaf person to hear Danny Elfman music through whilst perched overtop two or three plane engines.
The good news is that I'm back in WV where the wind howls down the mountain and the little frogs in the pond go peep! The bad news is that the house is ankle-deep in dead ladybugs and our new neighbors have one of those little bulldozers to play with. I resent that we have a neighbor at all, but one who fills the mountain air with the nerve-tearing beep sound of a bulldozer driven backwards for two days in a row is truly maddening. He's in the middle of a field! There's nothing to run over or warn away! It's like someone left a huge alarm clock on somewhere in hearing range. Maaaaadddnesssss.
blackvelvetclad is helping me out with the vaccuuming and the scrubbing. She already wins all possible points for driving to DC in the middle of the night to pick me up. In the meantime, we watch old Ren & Stimpy toons and wonder what to eat. Hmm.
