Came out of the washer without a trace of blood on them. Holy crap. I'm just using these liqui-tab Fairy or whatever things. The gel things. Nothing fancy.
Those things are a real blessing because I've never figured out how to use soap with that little pull out tray. How much do I put in, how does it all work, et cetera. So just throw one of those gel things in with your clothes and you're done.
As for moving to the US, I don't know. I posted a message on Reddit asking for advice. Six out of seven people recommended staying. They cited health costs (even with employer-provided coverage) as being a big consideration. Plus travel. I'd probably need a car. Things like this, you know. But still...would it add up to this huge difference in salary? Maybe. Plus, there's that loan thing.
Of course, another option is to move to Finland. I found an 18 year old girl who's up for the move.
Not really but I "liked" her on Twitter a couple of months ago. Her age was given as 22, by the way. Had blue hair. Sent her a message, she didn't reply, so that's it.
But then a couple weeks ago I was going through my contacts and saw that she has her Snapchat ID in her profile. I thought, "Isn't Snapchat that app popular with the young people for sending nudes?" So before I could even complete the thought, I'd downloaded the app and added her.
She didn't know who I was because there's no picture or anything. Asked her what her nude posting schedule was. She said "never". So I asked her how many tattoos and children she has because 22 year old Glaswegian women usually have an abundance of both. She said, "I'm 17 so I have a few years to go." Then she said that her 18th birthday is tomorrow. So I wished her a happy birthday and left. Next day I check the app and see that she blocked me.
So a week goes by and I create a new profile and add her again. I ask a few questions about her apparent alcoholism and if she's ever dyed her pubic hair blue and whatnot. I can't believe that she doesn't block. But she's bored, I guess.
So I ask her when are we going to run away to Paris and get away from crappy Glasgow. She says, "Never. I like Glasgow." I say that I'll have to think of a better destination. Then she says, "FINLAND!"
I thought, "Wait a minute...how does she know who I am...no, it's not possible. She must just like Finland for some reason." So we talked about her fondness for Finland. She has some Finnish friends. She's never been there but her family has. She has six siblings, by the way. BIG TIME chav stuff. I think they're called "neds" here.
So yeah, that's the plan. I told her that we can go and she said that she wants to. All sorted then. Just me and this 18 year old blue-haired Scottish girl with a bunch of gross facial piercings living it up in Finland. She'll enjoy the drinking culture.
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