I've decided what I want in a mate. Someone who wouldn't mind driving four hours down the freeway with both windows down inviting the bitter wind to whip their hair in a frenzy. Sure, you couldn't talk during the experience, but sometimes its nice to just shut the fuck up, turn up the music to drown out the wind and enjoy the silence. I understand most females' objection to such an instance due to the nest that the wind creates in one's hair (my hair is the longest its been since 6th grade. My bangs, when stretched, reach to the top of my upper lip, if feels good to have it long) After Circa Survive, Him's Love Metal, Atreyu, Before The Storm (..memories..) and Glassjaw, I made it down to my brother's house, windblown and feeling cleansed of my diseases for the first time in many months. We went to The Entrance to Hell (Arizona) the next day to visit my sister. Saw some fun thunder storms in the distance, but to my dismay they weren't attacking the area where we were going. Upon our arrival we were met with the news that while in Laughlin, Nevada (my sister lives basically on the border of all three states, Cali, AZ and NV) that my parents were going to get married. Before you ohh and ahh its not a good omen. The deal between my parents has always been that if my dad were to get worse health-wise that they'd get married because he doesn't want to die alone. During the less than 15 minutes ceremony when the minister is having them repeat their vows, she gets to the part where she says "as long as we both shall live" my mom breaks down, sending a wave of melancholy through the rest of us. The minister is none the wiser, thinking they're tears (sobs) of joy? The rest of the weekend is hot. Regular unleaded gas in Needles, CA, the last town before you hit Arizona, costs 3.39/gallon, whats going on here? Then I come back to the joy that is my work place. Sarcasm. I don't even want to get into that BS.

Love, Joe

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