Three hours later, my car is so clean I could eat off of it. I even got comps from the security guard making rounds through the parking structure. Damn, it looks good!
I called Abby, and Abby called me. She made it to Montgomery, AL, but she aparently got yelled at by some crazy lady in a graveyard while trying to have a picnic somewhere in Georgia. If you want the rest of the story, I'm sure she'd be more than happy to fill you in later. All I have to say is "Southern Hospitality" ain't lookin' so hospitable in her eyes right now.
At this point I feel like I should insert a sound byte of some Alabamer hawking a big loogie into a spitoon. *DING*
Tomorrow (today, technically) I'll be addressing over fifty envelopes. I'll be printing most of them, thank goodness, but I've decided to hand-write some of them using my mad calligraphy skillz I learned in a course I took through the Paper Source. Advanced Warning - I probably won't be able to move my wrist come Monday.
Posted by Austin at May 18, 2003 12:22 AM