My trip last weekend to Harrisburg was a fluke. A fluke in the sense that I had originally bought the tickets to go to Farm Aid with a dude. A dude I ended up shit-canning about a week prior to the show. So one of my girlfriends went instead.
Let me tell you, this was much better.
Nobody farted. There wasn't any belching or bitching about having to go to gift stores or being made fun of for my fear of the port-a-johns.
(If you're a dude, think of the things you'd get to do, sans date and going with a friend...)
They both sound way better!!!!
We could talk hand cream, cleavage and cotton candy all day long and nobody would roll their eyes. Gushing period stories, why not? It's the simple things that make life enjoyable isn't it?
On the train ride back we both came to the wild conclusion that we should travel together more often. Even if it's just a small weekend trip.
We made a list of all of the places we wanted to go that had either been blown off or poo-pooed by an insignificant other in the past.
There were tons!
Most of course, involved horses, B&B's and antique shops, but whatever.
The main conclusion: you don't need a date to go on god damn vacation. Sure nobody wants to go alone, but you'll probably have more fun if you go with your friends.
So fuck dates. Dig through your friends list and find a few people that you'd want to travel with, that would be interested in doing the same shit as you. Inbox them and get your mother fucking vacation on.
Nobody feels put out and you can leave the air freshener at home.
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Let me tell you, this was much better.
Nobody farted. There wasn't any belching or bitching about having to go to gift stores or being made fun of for my fear of the port-a-johns.
(If you're a dude, think of the things you'd get to do, sans date and going with a friend...)
They both sound way better!!!!
We could talk hand cream, cleavage and cotton candy all day long and nobody would roll their eyes. Gushing period stories, why not? It's the simple things that make life enjoyable isn't it?
On the train ride back we both came to the wild conclusion that we should travel together more often. Even if it's just a small weekend trip.
We made a list of all of the places we wanted to go that had either been blown off or poo-pooed by an insignificant other in the past.
There were tons!
Most of course, involved horses, B&B's and antique shops, but whatever.
The main conclusion: you don't need a date to go on god damn vacation. Sure nobody wants to go alone, but you'll probably have more fun if you go with your friends.
So fuck dates. Dig through your friends list and find a few people that you'd want to travel with, that would be interested in doing the same shit as you. Inbox them and get your mother fucking vacation on.
Nobody feels put out and you can leave the air freshener at home.
Check out my blog at it's home site, www.hihaveyoumetme.com for a larger version of today's post and previous posts.
Don’t forget to stalk me further at https://twitter.com/#!/hihaveyoumetme orhttp://www.facebook.com/authorkatemonahan