I Hate Traveling
And why shouldn’t I? After all, I am Sam-Who-Likes-Nothing.
I especially dislike seven hour drives. Though Montreal is always a good destination, especially when I could make up for only lasting one day at Worldcon. But this time it was mostly just stressful as my ex and I dropped our youngest off at college. Sending them away is bad enough, but sending them outside the country is even worse. Even if it is the perfect school for her.
On the drive home I drank two bottles of Spicy V-8, ate a bage of Cheetohs, and had a three scoop sundae at Friendly’s. This is another reason I hate traveling. Normally I’m a very healthy gourmand.
Burp.
