Travel Journal!
Just waiting at the Icelandic Terminal so far has proven quite boss. Not only did Sayu the-nicest-lady-ever say hi to me as she arrived (timing peeps, learn it!) but I also saw the mighty Robby Rotten or as I call him. The Geir Lookalike. Beyond that, I searched for jewelry and failed, talked with Katrín for 50 minutes and made a mental note that one of the pilots is a cowboy. Very manly! Also it's awesome to get to use handwriting again. 10 minutes to boarding. Peace!
16:09
Ninth of December, 2006
Iceland
I am in America (make this fancy and Bold!) Everyone is nice and a couple of officials to to hear why I am here. Very manly! On the Aeroplane to the Twin City I saw Soirtacus or as I lovingly call him "collossal wanker!" I had some American Coke with LIME (green!) and it was OK and I bought it from a nice African Girl. Very cute and lovely. Onboard I read Terry Jones' entry into the HHGG, Starship Titanic. Written nude and better for it. A throwback to Nakd Man playing organ only LITERARY! And better. Even beat Dougie A. IMCO
Tried calling Liz, did NOT pick up
She'll come to her senses! or else... In the Icelandic flight, there was a cute german couple with a baby. The daddy was a Hippy <3
Minneapolis!
19:18
Ninth of December, 2006
Pinball Machines are FUN! Anywho, the nice African lady that was nice like everyone said we only have one liver instead of ten. Anyway! Many Moons ago a girl from this place broke my heart. It was the firt time. Is this fate or something better? Whore does the Number 23 enter this? I don't know but I think not shagging Stewardesses was a good idea. Well gotta go play dress up and give Cavity Searches.
Saint Paul
19:48
Ninth of December, 2006
EXPLOSIONS!
I feel like I've been here for ages. Everyone is nice! Cindy showed me where she and her daughter lives before giving me the keys to Liz. And now 4 hours shy of having been insepperable for 24 hours we are the cutest. Yummy food in this street and soda to boot. I'll miss Squirt. Early this morning we dined at a place called Au Couquelet or something and had yummie food with bad Hot Choc. Seriously, it had borderline soap froth. Eww. I now only have 4 lives. Given that my motelroom has 40 channels, why is there nothing on but a Chinese TV show with chinese subs!?! Liz is workin' on an eassay nigh last minute now. It's so Icelandic it's awesome. No Lazytown spottings.
Campus Motel. Berkeley
19:42
Tenth of December, 2006
Trojans are a funny brand.
This place is insane! It has Magical hobos and sodas that are magic s well. And lemonade mega hamburgers, blacks, arabs dating Jews and many many more things. And the big city is utterly terrifying as I expected. Berkeley is wonderful though. It's a place I now adore even though crackers are only in the comic shop. Time flies here, there is never a dull moment. We even got lost on the Metro which was boring and not exciting and we sleep a lot and early. Stupid early! And now I tend to go all over the place when left alone because I feel weird without Liz. BUT! I got a knife in Chinatown and a David Bowie shirt in Hot Topic and plushies in Sanriyo or whatever. The Hello Kitty store! And on the way back from the big city I saw Inspector Le Clou! Brain Overload.
Campus Motel
9:34
Thirteenth of December? 2006
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