hey, six months.

Lots can go on in six months. i'm going to act as though I never left and pick up from where I left off.

Speaking of never leaving, Winnipeg is pretty great. More on that later.

I wish we still spoke so I could bring up Missin-tooth Mike.
Then I would bring up how your priorities suck and you need to get your shit together and stop acting foolish. But seriously. Who would introduce themselves as Missin-tooth Mike

Catch and Release!

Tiny, I specifically told you not to crawl down the wall and across the bathroom floor and across the hall and under my door and into my room. Do you know what happens to you know?
You get put back outside.

Don't kill things!
I'm cutting out bird meat- again, even though I dislike birds and they are delicious and it's a win-win. I feel like in actuality we are both losing; chickens are treated so poorly on factory farms and through slaughter, living(and dying) in filthy conditions with cockroaches and rats and poo. There beaks are burned off, there little feet get all mangled up and destroyed. I know what it's like having a bum-foot. You're on it all day and every second sucks! It's also possible that the USDA doesn't regulate poor quality chicken meats(this is in addition to other animal meats, of course) and rotting or dirty meats are still processed as food. There's cited sources of this but I haven't looked into it further. Plus meat has all sorts of hormones and steroids and antibiotics and other chemical shit in it. I could probably do without all those add-ons. In addition, from our mouth down our bodies are poorly equipped to break down animal flesh.
So maybe I'll just a nibble on rare occasion, when someone else is eating it. I'm never committing to never!

Dear Brandon,

Oh my- where do I begin..
I got sloshed and spilled soda all over your laptop keyboard. This was last year. When, exactly? Well, it was sometime after the pack of Sparks, the Tequila, and drinking beer out of that big frozen boot. Definitely before the hangover, and sometime while you were absent. You know how those damn drunk goggles are! Anyway, today during a dash through the rain to my car with laptop in hand, rain managed to get into the unzipped carrier and cover the side of the laptop. I'm sure both of our computers are just fine, but I couldn't help but realise how that one came back around!
Also, Ive got a few choice words I'd like to say to you, Mr. Paine, but we may never speak again.

Hope the keys stick!
Casey.

Dear Terrifying Though Tiny Spider,

I'd like to make it known that you are not welcome in the bathroom. That is not a suitable place for you to reside and your presence makes me uncomfortable. I didn't mind you sitting still on the wall but watching all of your twangy legs flicker about gave me the creeps. You crawled into the shower and I watched you dance down the wall; I thought I would wash you down the drain and let you figure it out from there, but when I peeked around the curtain you were nowhere in site!! You are quite the Houdini, Tiny, but I hope this is where your trickery stops. Please find an escape route or do as Charlotte and expire.

Salutations!
Casey.

Oh btw: I made it.

Wow! What a long trip that was.. 25 hours on the road the first day- non stop to Sioux City, Iowa. Gross area. The next day was roughly a 10 hour trip, through the border with no problems and into Winnipeg. Unpacked the next day and the next week (because face it, unpacking is boring- x times more boring than packing in the first place since the excitement of the Big Move ahead is absent.) SO much has gone on between then and now. Lots of old and new faces, names, places. It's been fantastic so far and I'm often reminded what a good idea this was.
Refer to past posts on caseySOsrs.Twitter.com to get filled in about the trip. That's a lie, it's just random tweeds as I got buzzed on redbull, or while I crashed on redbull. (sums up that first 25 hours!!)

ps Sarasota. Have you noticed my phone is off? Hope no one is attempting to text or call me. Or leaving fabulous drunken voicemails that I'll never be able to hear. Email! cmultan@gmail.com

alright! Well, let's get back into this, shall we!

Finally we are able to sleep. Zzzz

It's not even eight and we've already called it a night! We drove over a full 24 hours, only stopping for gas and once for food. I ran on Red Bull(always my favorite bad idea!) and would close my eyes for 30 minutes each time I crashed. This way I recovered, though I couldn't fall asleep in the car. I'm sure if I was able to lay down I could fall asleep during a crash; instead I just leaned against the door and twitched on occasion. There was seemingly endless construction on the last highway that brought us here, but we've arrived in Sioux City. Though this Holiday Inn is nice, Sioux City seems like a filthy place to reside. I'm glad we're only here for tonight, and we depart first thing in the morning. I can sense the high crime rate.
Tomorrow we have another ten(or so?) hours of driving until we get to Winnipeg. Dinner at Szymanski's that night, staying at my Uncle's with Alyssa, and heading to my new residence on Monday morning.
Unpacking will be a burden just as packing was a burden. Maybe I should have left more of my life behind!

Was easier said than done. (or not done, rather.)