So anyway I was on the ferry, which I love because I love water and boats and open air and not being around buildings or trees in general, and I saw something weird:
This is where they build us! Can you believe it's just right out there in the middle of the seating like that? I didn't get to see any passengers being assembled on this particular trip (I think there were already plenty onboard) but the trip was still beautiful and also I saw a seal. We made sensual eye contact!!!
Once on the island I had a wonderful winding drive towards Port Hadlock, which reminded me of Captain Haddock from the Tintin books, which reminded me that I need to shave soon. My face is starting to round out and my jawline is disappearing. Speaking of jawlines, my two room-mates (one of them is a girl) have never seen Twilight and they wanted to and I also wanted them to so that they could relate to me better since the movie studio that does Twilight is the movie studio that's doing the movie of MY book, which makes me, in a way, a shareholder in the Twilight fortunes, so I agreed to permit a TWILIGHT MARATHON to take place here tonight with my male room-mate, his lady friend, and my sister, and I as soon as I'm done writing this blog I'm going out to buy a bunch of chocolate ice-cream and other cliche female snackfoods to keep things on-theme.
Where was I? Okay, so I went to Port Haddock and looked at the motorhome, which was so stunningly beautiful I had to excuse myself from the watchful eye of the gruff and unappreciative RV Lot Mechanic so that I could go cry softly in a corner for a while, because I had never seen anything so beautiful. Unfortunately, once I got inside I saw that the interior was all tore the fuck up and ugly as lizard-shit so I went home with no GMC. But I'm still on the prowl, I will not be deterred, and I will have the bubble-shaped recreational pod of my dreams if I have to fly to Michigan for her! (which is where the next one is.)
Then on my way home I saw this sign and I thought it was funny: