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Apr. 30th, 2005 05:20 am2:29. On the road.
The moon is low in the sky and yellow-orange. It looks like a Cocoino County moon. Like a potato chip hanging heavy in the sky.
Herriman is smiling upon our absurd, mythic quest.
Oh yeah.
Also, we did eighty down the 405.
At Ken's place earlier than we thought. Being back in LA is... weird. There was a catch in my breath when we crested the hills and I saw a grid of lights out to the horizon. What if I never leave again?
The moon is low in the sky and yellow-orange. It looks like a Cocoino County moon. Like a potato chip hanging heavy in the sky.
Herriman is smiling upon our absurd, mythic quest.
Oh yeah.
Also, we did eighty down the 405.
At Ken's place earlier than we thought. Being back in LA is... weird. There was a catch in my breath when we crested the hills and I saw a grid of lights out to the horizon. What if I never leave again?
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Date: 2005-04-30 07:11 am (UTC)*gasp* Oh, you mad rebel, you!
(I shouldn't tease, even if I have been known to clock 130 (uncaught) down the freeway. There's probably a big difference between 80 on the way to Los Angeles and 80 on a stretch of I-77 in East Clamshit, Ohio.)
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Date: 2005-04-30 08:13 am (UTC)Being on it at 4:50 AM is the trick...
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Date: 2005-04-30 10:10 am (UTC)In Seattle! ^_^
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Date: 2005-04-30 02:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-30 04:03 pm (UTC)(I think it tops out at 125, and I doubt my car can even reach that.)
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Date: 2005-04-30 06:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-01 12:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-01 05:16 pm (UTC)End priority code, normal operation resuming now.
This is where I snarl and bite you until you squeal in pain, then probably get distracted by fondling or tickling you.
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Date: 2005-04-30 09:12 am (UTC)At first glance, I thought it was a Burger King sign.
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Date: 2005-04-30 09:12 pm (UTC)