Notes From the Garden State

So, I missed writing in from Virginia. Oh well. I've been busy. (i.e. lazy... Or horny and looking at porn. Take your pick.) Anyway, yes, for those of you who are out of the loop, I was in Virginia, and yes for those of you even more so, I'm in New Jersey now. So, here goes.

I'm right now in my stepbrother's room. It's cool here. Or rather, everywhere but here. This is the warmest room in the house. And I like that. This state is too cold. The water is cold, the air is cold, everything. EVEN THE REFRIGERATORS! (Well, duh.) I'm getting by, but having family members who say 75 is too hot... AGH. I'm SAVING YOU ON AC BILLS!! Anyway, aside from that, NJ is good. Most people think of NJ as being the ass of the country. That isn't true, in my experience. My thoughts on the matter are that the "New Jersey is a giant trash-heap" mentality comes from New Yorkers. You see, NJ across the river from NYC is just more of the same cityscape. But because it's not New York, New Yorkers can, no MUST, laugh derisively at it. However, the part of NJ I'm in, the central part, is like pure suburbia. And everyone asks me which I like better, NJ or TX, but really, I like them both the same.

Sigh, I spent all morning downstairs, so I gotta go be in trouble now. Sigh. I had no reason to go downstairs, we weren't told to expect any calls or anything. Sigh. I was happy up here, James was happy up here. I don't see what the problem is. We're both fine. Oh well. Again.

Bai.