Landscape to Maryland June 25, 2002 - 12:17 p.m.

Got back from Maryland on Sunday evening. The dogs and kitty were so excited when we got there. I still say she lied about having someone come check on them. She is nothing but a lie.

I now have a sister-in-law. Her family is incredibly friendly and helpful in every way. The wedding was beautiful. Everyone looked so nice and pretty. I didn't fit in.

I was the ugly cancer spot on the model's face.

I have the pictures to prove it.

Chris was traumatized in the Rest Area's bathroom. He went to pee, and someone in the stall next to him was totally wanking it right there. Not trying to disguise moans or quivering legs. He ran to the car and pleaded us to leave quickly. My mom, and her sick little mind didn't move. We saw the guy come out, shaking his hands like a wet dog. He was a big, burly motorcycle guy. Bandana, leather jacket, full beard, covered in dirt. How could we not laugh?

He was afraid to stop at anymore rest stops after that.

The roads were empty almost the entire way. It was wonderful. We saw dozens of deer grazing on either side. Pretty mountains. Lots of crosses on 'em though. I had to wonder why they were put there. If maybe crucifixions will return as punishments, and they're preparing. Otherwise, all those crosses said to me was 'Open wide, so we can shove this shit down your throat.' I expected to see lots of accidents from people choking on religion. Not a one. I guess everyone's used to it.

I spent the trip back listening to Therapy's Troublegum album, trying to block my mom's inane ramblings.

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