Tag Archive: chicago

somebody please build a train between here and mchenry. thanks.

so nobody here seems to think that it’s ABSOLUTELY INSANE to commute an hour each way to work.

nobody.

they all just look at me and say, ‘ya, me too.’

jebus chrest where the heck did i move to?

the drive is KILLING ME.

im so damn tired that i no longer want to do normal things — like blog, cook or work out.

the two hours a day i had free to do such things have now been turned over to the 103.5 morning show and the B96 commercial free hour at 5 p.m.

and hot damn if im not cranky.

my bff just asked, ‘do you want these wheat thins? they’re expired.’

normal roommate question.

but what i heard was ‘why the hell don’t you make something of your life you stupid idiot? gawd, you can’t even throw away expired food.’

and don’t even get me started on road rage.

why the H3LL do truckers need to tailgate me when im going 55 mph on a 45 mph road?

GIVE ME SOME D*MN SPACE PEOPLE!

*deep breath*

i don’t know if i can make it in the burbs.

im starting to reconsider my decision to leave south dakota. and that was TWO jobs ago.

sure i had to drive an hour and a half to the nearest Target, but at least my job was 5 minutes away.

why the heck does ANYONE live here?

ug.

 

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chicago(land) is so cool

i came back to my old stomping grounds this weekend in the chicagoland area and im just going to say it — i want to live here so freaking bad. i do.

for starters, they seem to have WAY less snow than wisconsin. also, they have WAY more whole foods grocery stores (which sell tons and tons of vegan items). also, a lot of my friends live here. also, its super cool. also, i just like it because it gives me that happy feeling i used to have when i was like 16.

and YES things cost about 300 percent(ish) more here than they do in the rest of the world. but HELLO! they have 300 percent more stuff here! (see above note about whole foods).

and it’s not that i hate wisconsin (although i do hate snow), it’s just that i miss being in my old stomping grounds. with my old friends.

a lot.

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