last night on the road

Well, i couldn't write last night because the damn [&, overly advertised] "FREE Wi-Fi" in last nights hotel, wasn't working, UGH.

last night, i was in Albuquerque, NM.

What else happened yesterday... hm... well... i woke up in Oklahoma, left Kaylee with a sad face for both of us & hit the road. On the way, I...

saw, what i swear was the beginnings of a Tornado!!!

[this is a real pic that i took w/ my iPhone, but the pink streak is the reflection of my shirt & i def did fuck with the colours & whatnot... but.. SEE THAT FUCKING FUNNEL!?!?! AHHHH!]

 

then, while, i was hoping to get the fuck away from the 'nado asap... my gas light went on!!! So, i stopped at the next exit & found myself surrounded by desolate creep-town, with abandoned motels & a few non-working gas stations. Lucking, i found a working one, but was thruoughly freked when i got out to pump gas & heard crows. i looked around & it was like i was in a fuck'n Hitchcock film.
[ok... so maybe i'm exagerating a littttle bit...]
the Raven's creepn around me squak'n "nevermore", stole the words right out of my mouth. nevermore!!!! that place was terrrrifying! hahah BUT, i was on the road again soon, on my way.

[photo found here.]

I got to Albuqurque, got lost, got off exit 158, missed my turn, well actually, just took my turn too early, so i ended up getting BACK on the damn highway, GPS took my to the next exit (159), but then put me BACK on the highway, where i got off the OTHER wrong exit (157) & did the whole thing again, but the other way. Needless to say, by the time i got to the hotel, i was annoyed & SO FUCKING HOT i was ready to kill someone for a nice ice cold red bull, which i'd run out of.

I get into the Quality Inn & ask the [very nice] guy at the front desk if he had an available single smoking room.

"i'm sorry, but we are all booked in our single smoking rooms."

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!

"Do you have ANY smoking rooms?"
[i know, you may be thinking "what's the big deal, just get a regular non-smoking room"... well... when you're a smoker & you drive across the damn states & it's hot as fuck outside & you don't know the area... you want to be able to smoke without going out into the blazing & somewhat scary parking lot!!! so, no, a non-smoking room just won't do.]

Finally, he says "actually, i have one double smoking room, but we weren't having anyone stay in it bc the last guy smoked a lot of weed in it & it stinks"...

..."i'll take it"

"are you sure?"

"ya."

"ok... i'll give it to you at a [phat] discount."

"thanks brotha!"
[ok, so i didn't say "brotha"... but, i shulda... that dude was such a bro, he was kool. good luck to him with his schooling which he chatted to me about for a while while the "paper work" went thru...?]

so...

today, i drove... drove... got gas.... drove... went to Wal-Mart, got a knee bandage for my poor sore knee from driving, got some Subway, some spray tan (so i look beautiful tomorrow when i see Travy-Bazinga-babe... IF it doesn't sweat off... ew) & a trash mag.

what did i learn from that trip to Wal-Mart? hmm.. well, pay attention...

**If you are in aa car, full of all your shit, with CT plates, & you find yourself in a Wal-Mart parking lot, eating a sandwich, reading a magazine, with the car NOT running... you are a SITTING DUCK TARGET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!**

no, nothing scary, but a dude did come up to my car window & knock on it, take a turquoise & coral necklace out of his pocket & begin to show it off. i shook my head (with a mouthfull of turkey on whole wheat subway) waving my hand "no, no thank you... goodbye.. no..." & he (who looked like a bad version of Luis Guzman - i luvs me some luis, but this guy was NOT really him!) put a "thumbs up", flashed a grin & said "ok! You have a GOOD day!" - so, i put the sandwich away & PEACED OUT!
 

Now, i'm in my hotel, watching TLC when i should be taking the bath i ran like an hour ago (but "Toddlers in Tiaras" is just so wonderfully awful & how can you NOT watch "I didn't know i was Preggers"?!)

I'm glad i got to update everyone on my crazy last two days.

Tomorrow, i have 7 hours to go until i'm in my new home. i'm scared, but i'm excited. i hope Trav's mood improves though, bc he's been sunburnt, bored & cranky. He's constantly updating me on the horrors of our new place & new roomies... awesome...

i REALLY hope that he's over exaggerating....

more tomorrow, if i'm not too tired, but def more soon!

 

luvs it*