"Maybe I'm diggin myself in a hole/wonderin/who i am/when i oughta know"
Really the best thing about this blog will be the title. It's a Ben Folds song and his melodic voice has gotten this bush bunnie through many a struggle. It's actually a cute little ditty and ya'll should download it (legally or illegally, the line is blurred here).
Here's the rub, I miss America. I am ecstatic to be coming back for a visit in 98 days. This thought makes me happy. It's about the only thing making me happy right now. Also, in case there isn't enough entertainment in America with all the movies, magazines, video games, electricity, music, family, friends, booze, mexican food, billiards, bikes, beer pong, nice weather, sex, candy, drugs, and you feel like sitting down and writing a good old fashioned letter... You can send me one at
Amy Hirtzel
PO Box 3352
Nausori, Fiji Islands
I realize this is a shameless plug to get letters and hopefully candy (anything carmel) but maybe it'll work. Typed letters are welcome as well, especially for any of you doctor types. I mean, I'm lonely over here, people! And the best thing about sending something is I'll write back. And what Yankee doesn't love some good ol snail mail? I know you do. So do your part to keep the US Postal Service in business for at least another 7 months and write your pathetic friend a letter.
Also I'll be there for a whirlwind 3 week visit in December. And I won't be so pathetic. I will be awesome and ready to have fun. So I hope everyone has been practicing their tra-la-la because come December...
It.
Is.
On.
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