The Adventures of Kinky Reggae: A Vagabond for Beauty

I've been very angry the past few weeks, but now that I think about it, I don't think it's completely irrational. It's just that I have no patience for things that usually don't bother me. I was really bored in class the other night, so I started making lists. I love to make lists. One of them was "People I am Pissed At." There were 11 people on that list. Pete called last night, and I mentioned my list. He wanted to know who was on it and why I was angry. He was upset that he was #8; he's pretty competitive and wanted to be #1. He said, "What if I show up at your house with my suitcase and say I got kicked out of my apartment? Would that bump me up on the list?" We decided he'd have to do a compilation of all the things on the list to get the #1 spot. So now Pete is threatening to show up at my house with a suitcase, making racist comments and insulting my flip flops, telling me he doesn't have the money he owes me and has

Subject: Random thoughts about country music while driving through Georgia that I have to share with Ryan because he's one of my only friends who listens to country 1. American Honey is my new favorite song, especially for driving at night in the country. It makes me feel wistful. And maybe some yearning. 2. I want to marry a man like the one who sings I'm a Little More Country Than That. He seems like a good man who would do the 3 P's: profess, protect, provide. And I'm old fashioned like that. Shh, don't tell my feminist friends. 3. Listening to country in Georgia helps me understand why brainwashing is so easy in those futuristic, dystopian novels. I totally want to be a redneck woman from the sticks. Maybe if I lived here long enough, I'd believe that Obama is the next Hitler, and Sarah Palin could save our country. 4. Dierks Bentley can lay me down anytime he wants. 5. My life is a Keith Urban song- I had a job and I lost it, and I just drove through the p