ye olde crapfest

i've been working my ass off this morning, and if all goes according to schedule, i will be done with work-stuff around 1pm, then i'll take my lunch break and finish up the cig shopping (more about that some other time), go home and throw the rest of the junk in bags, load up the car, and be ready for zack to get home. and then, it's 88 miles per hour, marty!

we're staying in littleittybittytown, west virginia tonight. west virginia can be a creepy-type place. wish me luck.

thanks to the handful of folks (my only friends, really) who showed up last night for the two hours of semi-fun at marikka's. we're old folks, zack and i...it's kind of sad, kind of funny, kind of comforting, kind of nice.

so anyway, i'm getting the hell out of town. i may be posting on occasion from the moms' house, who knows. i'll be reading all of your blogs, though, so keep it up peoples. i'm bringing back junk and kitsch for anyone who wants it. just let me know, and i'll pick you up something fabulous.