Just Like (a) Human

I’m sitting here, getting ready for work and thinking to myself, “Lordy, I could use a vacation of some sort. A real one, with blackjack, and hookers a trip somewhere out of the city, perhaps.”

I just don’t really have anywhere to go if I did go on a vacation like that, though, and I’m somewhat wary to be gone from home for too long. Maybe it’s just that homebody sense of mine – I’m usually perfectly fine when I’m at home, and if I’m out, I’d rather be home again.

At the same time, though, I’m sick of home, and would like to get out and see something I haven’t seen in a while, or even ever.

I guess what I’ll do in the interim, since I’m charging up my vacation hours, is I may try to go to Busch Gardens one Sunday or Monday, just to have a change of pace. They do, after all, have a couple of new coasters that I haven’t been on yet.