"Shoot there's a bird in the road."
"It's not moving!"
"Move, bird!"
The bird didn't move...
I killed a bird today. With a vehicle. On accident, I swear!
It just stared at me. It stood its ground and played a game of chicken that didn't turn out well for him.
Oops.
Today was pretty much just one huge driving escapade. With a concert/food thrown in the middle. We spent hours driving through Sketchville, hoping to find the place we needed to go, and ultimately found our destination (USC) after 3 hours of driving around. If I was alone, I definitely wouldn't have made it.
Friends are probably the greatest gift to man. Even when I thought I was going to explode with frustration and anger, my friends kept me laughing and made me realize that everything is better when you have a little company. They kept me relatively calm. Granted, there may have been a few curse words that snuck past my lips, but at least it wasn't Cussfest 2010 up in there.
I'll be home in two weeks. Away from these people that make the longest detour of your life pretty worth it. I'm not looking forward to packing everything up and heading home, but I know that the relationships I've made are going to stick, and I can't wait for our next road trip.
Maybe with a little less of the whole, "Getting lost a million times" thing though.
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