I have no interest in being a political reporter or war correspondent.
I was on a motorcycle kick nearly 4 years ago. On whim, I bought a Honda Nighthawk and drove it to Glacier National Park for the summer. In the fall, I sold it and never thought I'd want one again. Now I sort of do. I miss the feeling of riding one. Don't worry, mom. I obviously can't afford it.
I apologize for past rantings on how cold it is in Montana. I've tried to make it seem as though I'm suffering more than others in cold climates. On average, Bozeman isn't any colder than, say...Salt Lake. In fact I think we've been warmer. The arctic blasts we get are pretty severe but hey...they don't last long.
I miss southern Utah...Moab area specifically.
2007 is going by pretty fast so far.
Going to Wal-Mart late at night is an adventure. Restocking is in full force and it's a challenge to navigate through the aisles.
I'm going to Oklahoma City in April. Never thought I'd go there. It will be my first foray in to the midwest.
This post is boring. I'm sorry.
1 comment:
in five hours, i'll be in moab.
i hate cold.
if i went to oklahoma, i'd have no choice but to incessantly sing songs from the musical until i was asked to leave and never return.
i adore you.
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