Oh boy: Summer is here, the Strawberry festival is coming up, and there will be rides and booths and about a thousand drunk and stoned people.
Why can’t people just enjoy fun things without screwing with their brain chemistry? Won’t it make it seem like they’re way more lame once they try it without drugs? Suuuuure the rides are kind of lame and rickety sometimes, but.. they’re still fun. Even the terrifying upside-down ride is kind of fun. (It’s scary. )
Well, anyways! I look forward to it despite all the people that are going to be stupid. It sucked last year due to underlying happiness failures, but this year should be good! (Aside from one of my best friends moving away to one of the Carolinas for ever and ever)
Too bad everything costs money.
SUMMERSUMMERSUMMER.
(Baby alpacas = Win)