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Just got back from my surprise visit home for mothers day. I would have driven back last night like I usually do but the Survivor season finale was on and I couldn‘t miss it (could! not! miss it!) but by the time it was over it was too late to leave. I haven’t made the San Diego -> Santa Barbara drive during the day in quite some time. It’s amazing how different things look in the light. Some random thoughts about the drive, in list form because I’m far too lazy to try to string together any type of narrative structure. - My god, I live in two beautiful, gorgeous, amazing places. It almost makes me feel humble and incredibly lucky, and then I remember what I pay in rent and somehow all those feelings disappear.
- Hearing old songs you’d forgotten about on mixed CDs is fun. Also, “Mabel” by Goldfinger is still the awesomest song that ever awesomed. Also-also, I still know all of the words to SmashMouth’s “Walking on the Sun.” Shouldn’t I be using those brain cells for something else?
- I never have to go to the bathroom while driving except when it’s dark and very early (or late more usually) and I hit Inglewood.
- The part of the 101 that runs through the valley? Is the devil. The. Devil.
- Absolutely no one in California can drive. Yes, that probably includes me, however, at least I know that I can’t drive. Those who were driving 75mph in the fast lane of the 5 at 5am? Don’t.
- When I finally passed the moron who had had me going 68mph for at least 10 miles I actually screamed “Attica! Attica!” and pumped my fist. It was surprisingly liberating, though rather alarming in retrospect.
- Moorpark spelled backwards is Krap Room. Eeeeverytime I pass the Moorpark sign I scream that out loud. Same with Rancho Conejo (“Bunny Ranch!”) Really, it’s a good thing that I drive alone most of the time
- Around Lindero Canyon Rd. I started to think about how cool a Jane Eyre trivia game would be, and how much ass I would kick at it, were it ever to be made. I then tried to think up good questions (What’s Mrs. Rochester’s middle name?) I then decided it was time to pull off the road and stretch my legs for a bit because, damn. That’s sad.
- Morning rush hour traffic into Santa Barbara is nutso. Oh my god. It took me about an hour to cover a distance that I could normally drive in about 20 minutes. Someone should really look into that (she says authoritatively.)
- Miles driven: 225, Blog entries thought up: 5.
Next up, mothers day.
9:08 a.m. May 10, 2004
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“Y’all aren’t from around here, are ya.” - August 21, 2005
1:20 – 2:30 – 5th period. My Waterloo. - June 29, 2005
You know I love you. I’ll never hurt you again, baby, I swear. - May 18, 2005
Don’t be jealous. Not everyone can be us. - March 13, 2005
Conclusion: Albertsons is hiding the good Ice Cream from me. - March 08, 2005
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