September 5, 2008

Gong to get new shoes. Going to graduate school. Going to Minnesota.

Can't get behind anything long enough to jot it down. Probably should head back out to the floor. All I have on my mind is 1) a cheeseburger, 2) mail, 3) coffee, and 4) the road. Oh, and Christy. Oh Christy...

I helped this older gentleman earlier find a bath tub and shower faucet. He was palsied a bit. And I think he was chewing a lump of menthol. The guy smelled like a freshly formaldehyded corpse. Looked like one, too.

- Later -

Directions to Eagan: 39 joins to 90/94; stay on 90/94; when it splits, stay on 94 into the Twin Cities; go south on 494 (or west); continue til 35E to Albert Lee; exit onto Yankee Doodle, after Lone Oak; left on Yankee Doodle; right on Lexington; and then left on Falcon Wing to my baby!

- Later -

I seem to have stopped at one of the oases Joseph, BJ, and I found solace and assistance at (no to mention Pop Tarts) on our Rage Against the Machine expenditure last August. I have Henry Rollins. I have Corn Nuts. I have coffee. And lots of it. I also have about 4 or 5 hours to go. Here's to the road. And here's to my love. Without you, none of this would be possible. Or necessary, for that matter. Back to work. Wisconsin shall be a harsh mistress, I reckon. And Minnesota - a cold hard bitch to be sure. Ramma-lamma-ding-dong@