Thursday, July 29, 1999
10:40 AM, on the road

Well we're going home today. I had a couple of weird dreams last night, but I'm not writing them here because they would seriously be incriminating against myself.

11:29 AM, still on the road

Well Uncle Bill's gone inside to give the guy that owns the cabin's key back and Dad decided to swap places with me in Uncle Bill's car, leaving me in the back seat of our hot and humid family car along with Julie and Mom. This is going to be a rough ride, seeing as how I'm extremely irratible from the second degree sunburn on my back and I'm riding with the two most temperamental women I know. At least I have my CD player on me. I'll go insane if I have to listen to anymore of that junk Julie likes. I mean sure, I know there's a great message behind Christian music but it lacks what I like in most music: edge, power, a driving beat, and well... talent. There's a few groups I like out there though, I loooooove Plumb and I've heard MXPX is good, but the rest? Ick.

12:04 PM, yet still on the road

I've noticed some things about Mississippi:

1. it all looks the same, just a bunch of trees and a split four-line road.
2. most of the males I see on the side of the road are obnoxious looking, unintelligent rednecks.
3. there are some gorgeous women here... no wait, she had a Louisiana tag. Well that proves it, the most gorgeous women here are in the coast or near a college town... I'd say Tupelo but the general stuck up-ness ruins it.

Well at least writing is keeping my mind off of my back. Well we're near Hattiesburg, that means four and a half hours of driving left. With luck (and the Lord's help) we could be home around 5. I just saw a sign that said Laurel, and we're passing through the town now. I wonder how Kelsey and Lori are. Well, time for a quick nap.

12:38 PM, back on the road

Well that was interesting. In the gas station there was this guy that looked exactly like me... It was pretty funny though, cause we looked each other up and down, we both took our sunglasses off, then looked at our reflections in them and we both said "dude..." It was like something on the Patty Duke show or something... Well anyway after that I pruchased a bag of Reese's Peices and I'm munching happily on them. I swear people shouldn't sell them to me, thing don't know that they're supporting an addiction. Or maybe they do, and all the gas stations have a picture of me that says "make sure this man sees the Reese's Peices." It's like Mel Gibson in Conspiracy Theory... Julia Roberts... hee..............

Okay I'm fine now, I hope. Well right now I just thought of something: Why do all Kingdom Halls look the same? And what the heck are Jehovah's Witnesses anyway? All I know is that people really don't like them. I'll have to look into it when I get home.

Friday, July 30, 1999
in MY bed, 10:18 AM

Well I'm home again... and severely disliking it. I like being home, it's just the family life that I dislike. there's too much to do, but none of it I want to do right now. I think I'll just take a nap, because my back is making me drowsy.