Am I alone in this ritual of controlled chaos? Does anyone else actually like that scramble to figure it all out?
And do you have any spectacular stories of arrival—the kind that felt like a disaster, but now live in your memory with a strange kind of affection?
Posted on January 5, 2016 by Oolin Note: this was published in 2016, before the emoji revolution. But, you know, its the SPIRIT that counts. Friend at home: “How’d the day go, boys? Friend on trip:“Sdfghaiodfubadjnfgl!@dwgnwfghwfH!!njsfkgjb wrn!! DDAAAAAAaaaAA!!!!” Friend at home:”Is Joey Icelandic?” Friend#2 on trip: “No dude, he’s Stoked. “ I send a lot of …
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