I had a lovely brunch with Jesus Christ.

Dear Reader,

Well, here I am back in good ole Greenville, and far away from the Best Western and glad to be. I wouldn't call it the Worst Western, but perhaps the Not-so-Best Western. There was no microwave in my room, I had to zap my breakfast in the staff break room, no continental breakfast which is fine I didn't mind paying four dollars for butternut squash ravioli than have a free donut. The staff misspelled my name three times, not my last name, they misspelled my first name. Maddie... how hard is that?! Not Manny, Manie or Maddy. It's MADDIE! And, at about three a.m. it sounding like someone was trying to screw sheet metal in the room above me. The most devastating thing though was, as I was getting ready for my interview I plugged in the iron they provided to iron my skirt, and the thing didn't work, didn't even heat up! It was terrible! I had to interview in a wrinkled skirt.

Okay I might be overreacting, and I doubt that it was noticeable to the interviewer, but I knew it was there.

The interview went pretty well I think, but I won't know anything until next week, so keep your finger's crossed.

After the interview I hit the road with Tom Petty's Greatest hits, again. This is because I was trying to navigate my way out of the city and didn't want to change the c.d. in that traffic.

Once on the road I popped in some Stroke 9, ya' know, the "Little Black Backpack" guys. Whatever happened to them?

After Stroke 9 I sang along with Harvey Danger's "King James Version" and I was really feeling it so afterwards I went backwards chronologically and listed to Harvey Danger's "Where have all the Merrymakers Gone?". Then I popped in the first compact disc I ever owned "Cracked Rear View" by Hootie and the Blowfish.

Somewhere, about halfway home I stopped at a Wilco. And, in the Wilco there was a bathroom, and in the bathroom there was one of those 25 cent scale things, and out of morbid curiosity I forked over the quarter dollar. 194.6 lbs... WHAT?! I know those scales lie but still!!!

Once on the road again I shied away from c.d.s and starting flipping through the radio stations, I couldn't tell you all the artists and songs I listened to, but just about when I was contemplating my weight Queen's "Fat Bottomed Girls" came through the airways from a classic rock station out of Augusta. The song made me feel a bit better about my weight for a moment then I remembered that Freddy Mercury was gay and didn't know what he was talking about. Either that or Fat-bottomed Girl is some sort of boy-on-boy euphemism kept secret to us in the order of Lesbos.

Well, I finally made it home, obviously and I want to go to bed but I wish the girl would call.

Breakfast was the butternut squash ravioli which was god, lunch was a nutri-grain bar, and I decided to skip dinner tonight. Really because I'm just not hungry. Oh well.

Oh, last night I watched something called Superjail, and I just wanted to say "WTF?"

"Sad Sweetheart of the Rodeo"
Maddie

Currently reading: "A Heart Remembers" by P.S. Elsner

Currently watching: The Office: "The Duel" bless you Hulu.

P.S.
"The Marlboro man died of cancer, and he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha-ha-ha"