Okay, I'm here in Huntington Beach and all is well. I started my drive Saturday at 4:30pm and arrived here Sunday around 6:30pm. With the hour time zone change, that makes around 27 hours with 1 hour of sleep in New Mexico. See, I was towing my car with my van and it would only do 55MPH on flat roads and less up hill.
The drive stated out awesome. There was a big double rainbow that went from one side of the freeway and ended on the other side. It was like driving under an arch. Neat. Also, after that was an excellent lightning show. Every few seconds it would streak across the sky and flicker for a moment.
I was never able to reach my friends in phoenix. They e-mailed me back today with disappointment. So, it was straight through to California. When I arrived in California it was very hot outside and I don't have air conditioning. Also, with vans like this, there is a large hump next to you where the engine is. It gets hot. It felt like an easy-bake oven. I pulled over to get a jug of water. With a cross between a lack of sleep and this mind melting heat I was paranoid. The character of Hunter S Thompson from "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" was in my head, and he wasn't helping the situation.
"If it weren't for all this Goddamn BATS! Damn it's hot. Why aren't these people sweating? Don't they know how hot it is? Maybe they do know. But if they told me they didn't know then "They" would know and if they told me they did know then I would know! I know too goddamn much already. These people aren't sweating at all! What hell is wrong with them?"
It went on like that in my head for a while. It's done now though. I'm at the apartment, clean, refreshed, and finished with my first day of work in the new job.
The drive stated out awesome. There was a big double rainbow that went from one side of the freeway and ended on the other side. It was like driving under an arch. Neat. Also, after that was an excellent lightning show. Every few seconds it would streak across the sky and flicker for a moment.
I was never able to reach my friends in phoenix. They e-mailed me back today with disappointment. So, it was straight through to California. When I arrived in California it was very hot outside and I don't have air conditioning. Also, with vans like this, there is a large hump next to you where the engine is. It gets hot. It felt like an easy-bake oven. I pulled over to get a jug of water. With a cross between a lack of sleep and this mind melting heat I was paranoid. The character of Hunter S Thompson from "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" was in my head, and he wasn't helping the situation.
"If it weren't for all this Goddamn BATS! Damn it's hot. Why aren't these people sweating? Don't they know how hot it is? Maybe they do know. But if they told me they didn't know then "They" would know and if they told me they did know then I would know! I know too goddamn much already. These people aren't sweating at all! What hell is wrong with them?"
It went on like that in my head for a while. It's done now though. I'm at the apartment, clean, refreshed, and finished with my first day of work in the new job.
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about the car.. as much as you need one in LA it's still not a real big priority for me, with my back all jacked up I'm not doing a whole lot anyway, mostly just planning on getting my motorcycle fixed, my back fixed, and my bro and me going to austin for some music and fun!
I gotta admit things were a wee bit fuzzy by the time we met up w/ tha gangsta & U last nite... maybe it was the 8 beers and 2 margaritas... I'm not sure, but I didn't know you just drove out here!
Russ & I both made the drive here from chitcago on our own.. I've actually done it about a dozen times... can be fun, glad it was drama free for ya!