InsaneJournal

I am actually willing to say thank god for the fact that whatever thing it was that brought us here also brought the cottage with my things, because I have just had the most disappointing shopping excursion I have ever attempted. I'm really not sure if I'm cut out for the podunk life. I almost die of some kind of combination of shock and relief every time I see the Starbucks, as though it's some proof of civilization.

And if you're about to whine about how small towns aren't that bad, spare me. I lived in LA the vast majority of my life and my most recent residence was a castle. I won't be convinced.