Wednesday: Sounds like a Baz Luhrmann song
Mood: seems like zen
Song In Head: “Smells Like Teen Spirit” (Nirvana)
Weekly Wanderings
Describe your ideal road trip. Where would you go? Who would you bring? What would you bring? What sites would you see? Don’t leave anything out!!
Well I always wanted to travel Route 66 and see all the weird shit. I might also have liked to go home to Florida and just savored those old roadside attractions. I’d still like to do that actually. Although one should never, ever, ever buy roadside oranges. Trust me on this.
I think my ideal roadtrip would be: I’d be 20 (as I was when I was 20 w/ those experiences and thoughts) but I’d have an obscene amount of money and a great car. Maybe a late 60s-early 70s t-top Corvette. So it would have been the summer of 1992. And I’d bring a friend, preferably male. Given who I knew at the time, It’d probably have been DM2 or B. Or I could have just loaded up S from poetry class and we’d have hit the open road.
And on my road trip I’d have learned the things I wish I’d learned earlier: Possessions are meaningless and weigh you down. Always have a camera, film and be liberal with photos. Led Zeppelin does not suck unless you hear “Stairway To Heaven” seven times in a row. All you need is clean underwear, a toothbrush and maybe contact solution. If you have nice tits, show them off. The people you like don’t like wine drinkers. Tampons are infinitely better than pads. Friends are inconstant. It’s okay to hate your relatives. The only thing you will always have is your education so keep it with you and keep it sharp. Depend on yourself and no one else. Make your own money. Save your own money. That smell is Jack Daniels and yes it is 2:30 in the afternoon and he’d probably rock your world. Do not use credit cards. Thirty is not as old as you think. Vote. God will not get pissed off if you think of him differently. Please yourself first and please others secondarily. Karma exists. Darwinism is alive. It’s a good idea to carry floss in your bag. Fuck for fun once in a while. Not everything should have ketchup on it. Stage dive. Never buy a pen; they’re laying around everywhere and everyone you know has more than she needs. Smoking a joint will not make you a crack whore. Slather on SPF15 at all times. You are not stupid or crazy. Own a vibrator. Don’t be loyal to a shitty job. Getting lost is the best way to learn where you are. The right guy is indeed out there somewhere and he’d prefer you know how to give excellent blow jobs before you get to him. Write.
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