chicky... she says chicky
Today I had a serious conversation with my mother consisting of her right as an American to vote for who she believes is more attractive. She wants to vote for the other guy to cancel out my vote. She thinks it's funny. I think she's insane. BEFORE this serious conversation we had another about building my credit. In the middle of her telling me what I need to do, I turned the radio on and of course, White Snake was playing. Conversation ended.
The Jeep is back! And she's better than ever. Well... better than before. I do very badly need a different vehicle but that is not at the top of my mind. I need to get enough money to move out and be in a city where I do not need a vehicle. That would be much more ideal.
The past two nights I have been dreaming of New Hampshire. Before that it was Oregon. I was riding my bicycle through the residential area of Portland. It was amazing. Slightly overcast with a cool breeze. Riding up and down hills. I've been dreaming of Oregon since I was fifteen. I think it's time.