June 2, 2003
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That's it. We're moving to the country. I want to live so far out in the middle of east-west-bumfuck-egypt that when I call 911 I'm already dead by the time the ambulance arrives. Then I'll live so far out in the middle of nowhere that they'll just help The DH carry my body to the backyard (ok, back pasture) and bury me under a tree. And, that will be the end of that. THAT is how far into the country I want to live.
Oh and backhoes banging into asphalt? Not out in the country, nosireee. Then again, I might be in prison for homicide before I can get moved....bastard construction workers.
Pretty stuff to look at, because I'm too pissed to type a real entry....
Franken-baby LT
(notice the swollen right side of his lip?)
SQUWAK!
NEW pictures at The Photo Gallery
Mainly WILDLIFE and NATURE
Comments (4)
I can totally understand where you're coming from. Twice we lived in places in the city where they tore up the entire street in front of our house to do some sort of construction involving pipes. It was a total nightmare. The worst I've gone through living out her in the country is having some guys tear up part of the yard to put in a new septic system, but that wasn't really noisy.
Oh I definitely can understand your anger... I love where i live during the day... no one is home, you can hear cows mooing in the distance and actually bees buzzing on the bushes... around here it use to be nice and rural then they opened up more land for houses...now we are experiencing lovely noise congestion.
Oh I definitely can understand your anger... I love where i live during the day... no one is home, you can hear cows mooing in the distance and actually bees buzzing on the bushes... around here it use to be nice and rural then they opened up more land for houses...now we are experiencing lovely noise congestion.
Poor LT, otherwise great pictures!
I'm not so sure I want to live THAT far out, but close:)
-M
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