G’bye, Mullion.
Off to Castleton. This morn, I said goodbye to the cliffs and my sanity. Packing and going wasn’t nearly as smooth and easy as Avebury was, probably partially because we didn’t get fed first. And still haven’t.
Pop, pop! Goes the Kava kava. For Blair this time, not me.
Oh yeah, and I’m ill. Throat thick and sore, even more phlegm-y than usual. Whee. I tried to choke it with
Citric Acid and water this morning, but who knows?
Ska is my best friend.
WHEN ARE WE GONNA STOP?!?
I’m starving. Starting to feel the symptoms, whee. And I have to pee. Erg. All that orange juice and water probably not such a good idea, I guess.
OMG!! A car with three wheels!! Driving…. o.O
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