Back to Normal

I think the October drama is finally coming to a close. The boiler in my apartment building has finally been lit (heat! hooray!), the poetry slam was a major success, and all is quiet at work.

I also found a few photos that some of you might recognize.

Remember the crazy trip to Indy in Fall 2006? I was going through my old e-mails when I came across these and I thought, “What the hell! I’ll post ’em!”

Ah, memories…

the scary hostel with pipes and wires hanging from the ceiling…

The hanging hand attached to the light pull…


The debauchery…I deleted the pool photo of me because it was a rather unflattering shot of me drenched, white, and tipsy.

Ladies, let’s road trip it again some time! Maybe next time we can go to another exotic city like Cleveland or Flint, Michigan? What do you think?

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About Restless Cube Dweller

Most of my adult life has been defined finding homes in unconventional places, and learning to interact positively with others. I've lived in the middle of nowhere, in small cities, in large cities, in the suburbs, and now in Dubuque, Iowa. This blog represents my musings about growing up, moving on, finding love, and eating well in the suburbs and beyond.
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One Response to Back to Normal

  1. sarah says:

    Wow, this brought a much-needed smile to my face today! Thanks for making me revisit some great history 🙂

    I’d love to do another one of those. Let’s not go to Flint though–isn’t that where that creepy prof who kept trying to hit on Annie was from?
    How about Bismarck (sp??)?

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