Summer job just ended. I have no idea what to do with myself. All of the sudden I don't have to go to the library in the evenings. Or read a hundred pages before bed. Or write until the wee hours.
At this moment, I can't think of anything to stress out about, and it's beginning to worry me.
What does one do in such situations? Well, apparently if you're me, you spend a nice, relaxing evening in someone else's home and shovel alpaca poo. But you didn't know I was alapaca sitting, did you?
I'm alapaca sitting. There. Now you know.
I make it a point to change lifetimes at least twice a week. Read the archives at your own risk.
Who, Me?
- Bess
- Indianapolis, Indiana, United States
- Senior anthropology and history major at Butler University. Current property of my honors thesis.
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