I'm Moving to Australia

This past Tuesday I got up at 8:00 am, attended classes as normal and at 1:30 pm, I promptly got into my car and blasted off to Bismarck. I often dream of driving away from college, getting on the interstate and not looking back, so that was all rather liberating.

Heading back to Bismarck after a month away was great. I've really missed the ladies from the office. But we weren't only gathering to catch up, we gathered to worship at the feet of Keith Urban. Well, technically we weren't at the feet, we were up quite a few rows and to the left, but the way we screamed-- he must have known us. Turns out he's hotter in person... If that's even possible.

I'm talking, guitar-playing, long hair, cute body, Aussie-accent hot. Oh yeah, his music was good too. Perhaps my next vacation should be to Australia. I've always wanted to see that part of the world, the Sydney opera house, the Great Barrier Reef... Keith Urban's butt... WHAT? Who said that??

The trip was a success and although I wasn't hung over, I might as well have been. Driving east on the North Dakota prairie at 6 am is a headache waiting to happen.

OH—PS: If your city is reporting a mysterious shortage of orange road pylons, it's okay. Every orange cone in the world has been confiscated and taken to I-94 between Valley City and Fargo. Every damn cone in the universe is currently there actually... dividing the interstate in half, making everyone drive 40 mph. Perhaps North Dakota is going for an orange theme. Not sure.

Whatever it is, I don't like it. Unless it was Keith Urban's idea, in which case it's brilliant. :)