You had too many girlfriends to mention

DC drivers are evil.

It took us several hours longer than it should have to get to Greensboro.

I-95 is evil.

Kareoke is not evil. To wit, I sang: Maggie May, Faith, How Do You Like Me Now, What About Now, and the Other Sarah and I sang Summer Nights. She sang Heaven Is a Place on Earth. Excellent.

I used the staff bathroom in our hotel and there were two huge bins of flavored condoms and a box of dental dams. Along with years of files.

I owe Pickles "stand by your man"

Minnesota in a week and a half. Chicago in a couple of days (3).

Two hours ago, my sister turned 17.

Hopeful leads on jobs in NYC. Stable internet connection will mean following up on them.

Phone call from Mmmm Midwestern Wilderdyke today while I was napping in the car. I was so out of it, but she told me all about her day and I didn't have the words to respond, but it made me so glad to hear about.

I'm too skinny.

I hate body-conscious posts.

I love my tattoos.

I also love bed. It doesn't look as amazing as the one in DC (King! Feather bed! Tons of pillows! Amazing sheets!), but it's all my own and I get to be horizontal and quiet for as long as I like.