The car smells like a butthole
by Alicia
Levi and I got up at the buttcrack of dawn (what is up with me and the word "butt" today?) so we could leave Peoria when Christian left for work and still have plenty of time for our incredibly long haul today... Did I forget to mention that we're driving all the way to San Francisco today? Good thing we spent two days waffling on our plans, only to settle on the drive-twelve-hours-to-northern-California-in-one-day option. If we're smart, we will alternate driving every few hours, though in my current dehydrated state, that plan is still pending.
Picture taken at gas station along I-10.
Currently listening to The Postal Service