fuck man, my shoulders ache. i think i might be getting bursitis again.but thankfully it's the last day here.
me and kenneth could not find the stock car races to save our lives, wich is funny cuz el centro is the smallest podunk town ever EVER.
i keep doing boneheaded things. like losing the hotel keys every two seconds, or spending 20 minutes trying to get the dollar thingy to work on a soda machine.
yesterday since kenneth and i BOTH forgot topack ourselves any extra underwear, we went to target. we almost bought the sponge bob square pants pinata.
so we check out of this shit hole hotel in like an hour, and then no more computer access (or that's what they think)
cuz i'm stealing this key to their computer room, and since i am likely to get sent out here next week, i'll be able to blog my heart out. cuz u know i love that shit.
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