65 Miles to St. Louis.

Runnin' down the Road tryin'a loosen my load I got seven...

So at around 65 miles to St. Louis I finished the Road. Finally. Ironic. I was on the road myself. And they both end in death and unhappiness! Well, by that I mean to say that I'm on my way to my Grandpa's funeral. Mmhm. Take It Easy, Don't Let the Sound of Your Own Wheels Make You Crazy. So 10 hours flew by yesterday. Fastest trip to Iowa I've ever taken. I attribute that to the MEMPHIS FLIPPIN' TIGERS! Speaking of he Tigers, my ipod is losing battery fast. and i didn't, for some crazy reason, bring a charger. Bad idea. 5 day trips and dead ipods are NOT compatible. Speaking of not compatible, Me and My Family. I like to go to sleep at around 12:30 and wake up at around 8. I just don't know what else to do with myslef. I'm used to being completely functional by 8. they however, don't care to be awake if they don't have to. Especially my brother who i happen to be sharing a room with. I have to brush my teeth... I AM AWAKE FOR THE FIRST TIME. So I figure that if the rest of my family isn't.. isn't? or aren't? my family isn't. but there are 3 of them. so would it be aren't? um. so if those guys aren't ready by the time I'm done with this I hav every intention of reading in Winter. The story of a German family from the las day of 1899 to some day in 1945. Mel, do you understand how long Clive Wearing is? Quite long. Though not as long as this 571 page Pre to Post World War One to Pre to Post World War Two. He Told Me a Heart Can't Smile If It's Filled With Tears. I feel as if i am taking over this Super 8 Lobby Computer. I feel as though I should get off of it so that other people may enjoy it. But there is no one else, really. No one in Iowa is awake enough at 9:33 in the morning to need the Super 8 Lobby Computer. Save me. Little ol' computer usin' me. Speakin' of me. I pretty much got attacked by the lady that workedthe desk at the First Rest Stop in MO. My Mother and I walked in and BAM that lady was in attack mode. "WHAT STATE YOU LADYS FROM?" "Tennessee." "HOW MANY OF YOU ARE THERE?" I shouted "Four" back and held up my hand to show her. "I ONLY SEE TWO" "The others are already in here," I told her. "WELL OKAY" Now I understand that it is her job to log who comes in and where from, but I'm sure that there's a better way to do that. Like, for instance, when people are NOT on thier way to the bathroom. Why not catch them on their way out, Ma'am? Wouldn't that make more sense? I don't think people really want to talk to you about how many of them there are and where they're from if they've been driving for a while and need to use the facalities, for that is why they're there, not to give you a log of visitors, though I am sure they would have no problem with that later. You Make It Hard To Smile Because You Make It Hard To Breath.