By: Lindsay Hogg
While travelling I wasn’t always awake in time for the typical ‘free coffee and breakfast” in hostels. I never cared much about the stale bread they put out, but they seemed quite annoyed when I would get up 30 minutes after breakfast ended and order coffee.
Alas, at home, I have an unlimited amount of coffee and I can drink it whenever I mutha fucking want! The downside to this is that I now have people constantly yapping at me from the minute I wake up until my first cup of java is done.
I’m gonna start waking up at 6am so I can ask those assholes shit loads of stupid questions before they’ve had coffee. WORD.
I also love driving and having my car which allows me to escape whenever I want. I drive around aimlessly, often with friends and coffee just to get away for a while. I usually need to get away because someone asked me a stupid question while I was trying to have my morning coffee… hint HINT.
No seriously, I don’t do drugs.
As I mentioned in PART 1. I love pizza. So it may come as a shock to you that I also love vegetables (yes, I said it you silly bastards) I. LOVE. Vegetables! And they are not easy to come by while travelling, which makes me a sad panda.
For the record, I love all vegetables but onions, because onions are Satan’s fruit. (That didn’t make sense, but I’m just trying to emphasize how much I hate onions). I don’t even know if Satan eats fruit? Does he? I have a friend who has a beard like Jebus…
This superific post is the second to an ongoing series of things I love about home. PART 1 did so well and made me feel like such a non-failure that I started a whole website with poorly drawn, random comics. If you don’t suck, check it out. Fine, even people who suck can check it out… I’m feeling generous today. You’re welcome.