The Escapist

Currently packing for flight tomorrow evening. Luggage includes one large suitcase, one carry-on sized suitcase, and a backpack. Had such a hard time fitting things into the large suitcase yet half the things I’m bringing easily fit in my carry-on. Score.

Also, I have entirely too many button-up shirts and I’m bringing entirely too many with me.

A few days ago while I was at the mall I parked next to a jeep that had the phrase Night Slut painted on its side.

And then today I almost got run over walking towards the entrance of Macy’s by a car that had Ghetto Barbie printed on its hood.

Both instances amused me.

So right now I’m having some trouble convincing the gym I joined at the beginning of the summer that being abroad for nearly five months is valid grounds upon which to cancel one’s membership, even though my contract explicitly states that I can cancel at any time if I relocate for work or school for any period of time as long as the location is more than 30 miles away from Columbus, GA.

Last time I checked, Freiburg, Germany is more than 30 miles outside of Columbus. I could always be wrong, though.