I have a lot to cover, I know, but the past few days I've settled into a sluggishness. It's not that I want to go home, really. But I do have the feeling that I'd prefer to sit on the internet for more than an hour at a time, in some place other than a public library.
Or,
I'd like to sit in a bathtub all day and not be charged an extra night.
Or,
I'd like if I had a vehicle that could handle the piles and piles of shit I have. Papers, plastic bags, receipts, wrappers, ughh, clothes, ugh.
I promise in the future I will update on the who-what-where. Probably in Houston, where hopefully Rebecca will let me use her computer for more than an hour. Until then here are some bullets.
-Every time I pass a group of black cows, I think they are bears. Every time.
-I've gotten suddenly and seriously addicted to HBO's "In Treatment"
- Injuries
+ the back of my neck is sunburned, rendering me a redneck
+ my left ankle hurts from climbing through the steep, shifting sand dunes of White Sands
+ I have a cut on my left pinky from cutting a mango in a hotel room.
+ about 10% of my left thumbnail is missing from an incident where I tried to remove my key from an inpenetrable keyring
- Towns that I could have skipped and been just fine
+ Carlsbad, NM
+ El Centro, CA
+ Kerrsville, TX
- Something has leaked in my shower kit and I don't know what it is.
- Ross Perot or someone just like him showed me to my campsite at KOA and then invited me to Bible Study, so if I remember anything, I HAVE to remember to avoid being at the campsite at 7, because I think I promised him I'd attend.
- Do tourists think that by purchasing a cowboy hat, they blend in and become locals?
- British people speaking Spanish, unnatural and ticklish
- I considered but ultimately skipped returning to Santa Fe for a green chile cheeseburger at the Bobcat Bite. Sadness.
- The digital camera suffered an injury. I don't know what went wrong. Now I'm using one-time use cameras purchased two for the price of one from CVS, a deal I can only get using my CVS card.
- I ate two banana splits in 24 hours in southern New Mexico
- The stomach of the woman sitting next to me in the library just made a noise that sounded just like the zipper on my sleeping bag.
- Car is doing fine.
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