Why, Cape Cod? Why? How freaking hard is it to find a hot spot with wifi around here. The people that we rented the house from lied and said there was wifi. After 6 hours of trying to connect to the internet, and having a slight panic attack, I left the house. I’m not parked outside of some freaking A&W that is currently closing and stealing someone’s signal.
I’m a thief. Also, it’s pouring so the windows are rolled up and I’m starting to lose air. I have a problem. I’m addicted to the web. I managed to survive blood poisoning and some crazy ass infection. I survived the trip up here with 2 screaming toddlers, and a family fighting over directions and what hotels to stay in. I even managed survive sitting in the very back of this stinking SUV. But this lack of oxygen may be the end of me. If I die in this car tonight, I want you to know one thing-I didn’t have a rootbeer float tonight.
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