Portland, OR

I hereby sentence you to 8 hours of day-time television. Noooooo!

Molli and Eric, my longtime friends, have been gracious enough to host me for the the last week of my trip. They have given me the run of the house while they are at work. The last few weeks have been pretty mental, and sleep has been well below par. So I have been spending most of late yesterday and the start of today guarding the couch.

The plan when I got home was to just veg out for about a week, but I think I have already had my fill. I have already watched more of 'the View' then I think any human male should watch. And that has probably been some of the more stimulating stuff on. Its still the same. Different day; same crap. J.G. Wentworth can still help me get cash now on my structured settlement and Jerry Springer can still find people cheating on their spouses with their own family.

The travel mentality of just 'Keep Moving' has made it tough to just sit and stew for a bit. Even though that is probably what I need most. So if anyone needs me Ill be on the bus into town . . . . . .