i had a dorky night last night. t and i were walking around, and we happened to walk by the convention center. well, there was a camping and rv show, and he talked me into going. i had never really seen cool fancy rvs before so it was kinda fun. the people watching was priceless. we decided we're going to buy a tour bus and live in it and travel the country. watch out, nowhere we can drive to is safe. 
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okay, please do not use the word "cute" in my journal again. i don't know what's wrong with me... it really isn't like me to write mushy garbage like that. it's not my fault. seriously, go back in the last two years that i've been here and try to find one entry bgf (before girl friend) where i was so out of line. i feel so ashamed. i had, *had*, this kinda hard-ass reptuation for a long time... my covers been blown.
so... other then your white trash dreams, what else you got shakin?