On Wednesday, i packed up all my british shit and stored it in my neighbor's room. i told her i was gonna have 2 boxes. when i banged on her door at 7 am, she stood there and watched as i dragged it over in ascending order of size. when i was done dragging, she went '' 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,.. 8" wither her finger pointing at each box for comfirmation. then i said, ''okay, SEE YA!!" .. she did get my little tv out of the deal!!
OHMHMHM; i did feel bad about the amount of stuff then remembered i hadn't packed the subwoofer to my sweet music system so i decided that and the jackets that were still haning on my wall would get mailed so lady-1234567 wouldn't frown when i added an 8. except they of course didnt have any boxes at the post office .. and it was ridulously expensive. so with only 4 hours til my flight to istanbul, i scurried around town looking for a box.. over to dhl that was closed, over to another post office that also didnt have boxes, then over to box mart which was locked but eventually opened up for my patronage.. it cost 8 usd for a box and some tape. then i went back to the post office and he said it woudl cost 140 usd or 70 lbs and i agreed, but not that happily.. and of course they dont take regular credit cards so i didnt have the patience to continue wandering around looking to over pay to ship my box.. i ended up taking it to istanbul, to izmir, all the way down to marmaris, onto the cruise, and now into my treehouse. the cruise was really nice because it was super hot, there was super clear water, i met some nice people, and we played a ton of games.. mostly spades, hangman, and other games. we swam into a cave convered in phosporesence and danced at a club with wooden floors (you coudl see through the slats to a pile of chaser lights so it looked like burning coals). some people on the boat fished while others read. a popular topic was hot hot it was. the driver of the boat was popular and people liked taking their pictures with him. he woudl frequently fake-act like a model and people would giggle.
last nite we made it to olympos where we each got treehouses to sleep in. at night, a bus took us far into the land to this gigantic stone mountain that we hiked, some with flashlights some without. it was long and far but when you got there, the payoff was miniature fires all over the top. i guess there is some gas that leaks out and combusts when it hits the air. it looks like a fireplace showroom. everyone was positioned around taking pictures. on the bus ride back, i told a store in marmaris. it is a true story about when i went to buy deodoarant at a store there and all they had was lady speed stick. i said do you have any man deodorant, and the man working the store insisted that lady speed stick was only the brand of the deodorant and it was unisex. i laughed and then reminded him that the bottle was lavendar and that the tiny roller roll-ball would only suit the most fair of ladies. he was confused. i ended up just buying a bottle of water and an inflatable ball.
OHMHMHM; i did feel bad about the amount of stuff then remembered i hadn't packed the subwoofer to my sweet music system so i decided that and the jackets that were still haning on my wall would get mailed so lady-1234567 wouldn't frown when i added an 8. except they of course didnt have any boxes at the post office .. and it was ridulously expensive. so with only 4 hours til my flight to istanbul, i scurried around town looking for a box.. over to dhl that was closed, over to another post office that also didnt have boxes, then over to box mart which was locked but eventually opened up for my patronage.. it cost 8 usd for a box and some tape. then i went back to the post office and he said it woudl cost 140 usd or 70 lbs and i agreed, but not that happily.. and of course they dont take regular credit cards so i didnt have the patience to continue wandering around looking to over pay to ship my box.. i ended up taking it to istanbul, to izmir, all the way down to marmaris, onto the cruise, and now into my treehouse. the cruise was really nice because it was super hot, there was super clear water, i met some nice people, and we played a ton of games.. mostly spades, hangman, and other games. we swam into a cave convered in phosporesence and danced at a club with wooden floors (you coudl see through the slats to a pile of chaser lights so it looked like burning coals). some people on the boat fished while others read. a popular topic was hot hot it was. the driver of the boat was popular and people liked taking their pictures with him. he woudl frequently fake-act like a model and people would giggle.
last nite we made it to olympos where we each got treehouses to sleep in. at night, a bus took us far into the land to this gigantic stone mountain that we hiked, some with flashlights some without. it was long and far but when you got there, the payoff was miniature fires all over the top. i guess there is some gas that leaks out and combusts when it hits the air. it looks like a fireplace showroom. everyone was positioned around taking pictures. on the bus ride back, i told a store in marmaris. it is a true story about when i went to buy deodoarant at a store there and all they had was lady speed stick. i said do you have any man deodorant, and the man working the store insisted that lady speed stick was only the brand of the deodorant and it was unisex. i laughed and then reminded him that the bottle was lavendar and that the tiny roller roll-ball would only suit the most fair of ladies. he was confused. i ended up just buying a bottle of water and an inflatable ball.
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