I’ve fled to San Antonio, Texas for the next few days. Mark had been bugging me to take a roadtrip all quarter, and now that I quit my job, I finally told him to put his money where his mouth is, so we’re leaving tonight.
I told my mom something, and she agreed (for once): “I know it’s not a good long term solution to physically flee your problems, but it sure as hell works short-term!”
Adios, Vortex Of Suck. I’ll see ya Wednesday night.