Driving at Night
So I was planning on going back to Gladstone tomorrow to help my Adam move but now I think I will go tonight. The best time to drive a long trip is at night I think. The roads are clear and there is this dangerous feeling about it that is hard to describe. Something about being by yourself at night when God knows who else is on the road with you. I love it. (Ofcourse I carry around my mace when I get out of the car for gas and my car doors are always locked. As if going 75 on the freeway still isn't a big enough deterrent.)
I am going to stick around for a week visiting my Grandma, brother and Dad. And OFCOURSE I have drill. I feel like I have spent as much time away from Seattle as living in it since I moved up. I need to get all my stuff sorted out. Perhaps I am hiding from my life a little. One of these days I am going to have to get down to business and do some serious living!
Well I must go pack. I probably will have to abandon my blog for a week but if I get the chance I will check in on it. Tootles all.
posted by Amber @ 10:25 PM
2 Comments:
I think you would feel like you were doing more "living" if you spent less time with orange kitties. I know that they have moments where they seem soft and kitty-like, but they're still orange.
Just a little loving (and probably annoying) advice from me to you.
An orange kitty is an orange kitty, even if it dyes its fur.
They are toxic creatures, Amber-Face. Their poison seeps into your skin. It's best to simply avoid them altogether and not breathe the air around them.
Wasn't one reason you moved to get away from the orange kitties? Hm?
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