so mothers be good to your daughters too

four days of minivan driving, great food eating, and crazy shopping are now over. i am worn out from my first roadtrip. but 700+ miles later, i am quite happy.

there was something so perfect about how the world felt when i was behind the wheel. and something striking about the serenity within me when we spent our 3rd day in berkeley, walking down telegraph, shopping at urban, and buying top dog.

i loved hearing from v, the grand storyteller, about the person my brother is and the adventures they go through nowadays. i laughed at how my brother was cargo in bruce's truck driving back from san francicso. i pranced when z and i were skating in the rain.

i will remember the minivan sandwich caravan with l's s10 in the middle. i will not forget the fish burrito from the sinaloa taco truck in fruitvale. i will cherish the long goodbye that we shared before going to sanjo. i will always appreciate my brother's hospitality and love. i will fondly remember this roadtrip with my best friend.

dum guy.

why mess with the rest when you can have the best?

the difference between boys and men is...

[old raspy voice] piece of...

[robot arms] hi, my name is...

do-e

interesTING

nina/rider

don't be jealous. get surgery.

what part of no dont you understand?