The Journey Begins

( where the hell am I? I don't recognise
any of this...... )
Roadtrip Log

Monday April 3

00:45 RV packed for trip to OPE office in “unnamed” state. Only learned of existence of “unnamed states” this morning. They are apparently populated by persons in the Federal Witness Relocation Program. There are 3 on the U.S. mainland, and one entire (secret) island off the coast of……nevermind. Worried that lack of sleep last night will make for an unpleasant trip.

01:30 Bored. B O R E D. God, I’m SO BORED. It is totally going to take me until late Tuesday to get there. Then there’s the whole meeting Todd experience. I wonder if this is the one my sensei warned me of. The one in his vision. I shudder to think.

02:25 Love the mix CDs that Dawn and Amber made for me. Love the trail mix Amber made (ok—bought) for me. Must try one of the brownies Dawn baked specially for the trip. Think it’s about time for some caffeine, too.

03:05 Chugged 8 esspreso’s and ate two whole brownies. Maybe the sugar will assist the coffee in helping keep me alert.

03:42 I feel great! I’ve never felt so alive, and full of life, and living. And alive!
Where am I driving?

04:25 Found map at last! Some one hid it from me, under the trailmix bag on the passenger seat. Pulling RV over to search for hidden enemy(s).

04:50 I love this madras beadspread. Do you smell creosote?

05:25 hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee heh heh heh…….hey! Oh, man…… I really seem to be on the road side, somewhere in the middle of nowhere. I must get back on the road…..must get to gas station……can’t use RV bathroom……Celine Dion is in the tub….she thinks I don’t know……duct tape over door handle should keep her in until I can summon help.

06:30 Feeling calmer—thinking more clearly. Maybe too clearly. Who has ever really seen Kurt and Todd together? What if Todd is just some Norman Bates-like alter ego of Kurt’s? Or worse—what if I’ve been Kayser Soze’d? What if the whole “Kurt” persona is just a cover for the real mastermind, the “oh so innocent, slow witted and sweet” Todd?
I googled “Todd”. It’s German for “death”. Am I being lured to my demise, in order to further some conspiracy lead by rival bloggers ?

06:50 Sun’s up. Gonna get a wee nap. Potato chips and mouse trap in front of bathroom door. You won’t get me in my sleep, Celine you evil bitch.