Today, because the chinese restaurant we drove to eat at was closed, we went to a restaurant in Greenville's Mall-Complex. While we were inside, someone tried to break in my car. Apparently they weren't very good at it as they just broke the lock out and left. It wasn't a very big deal, except that I never really pictured anyone trying to break in my car since it is so shitty. 89 honda accord with 150,000 miles on it and a smashed in bit. you steal that, you're not getting much.

Since I bought that car I have driven around the circumference of the earth. But the furthest it's been from home is Indiana or south Florida. I really do run in the same circles over and over.

This morning about sunrise since I was up I drove out to the house I may be moving into. I followed that road around to see where it went. Well, it runs beside what I think is jones bayou for a bit. In Cleveland-metro Jones Bayou is a very sad ditch split up by roads. Here out of town it actually looked like a creek or some respectable body of water. I would still not swim it ever. There are also two churches, a pecan orchard, several shady duplex houses with the address spray painted on the wall, and a funny house on stilts. that's about all. I think it would be nice to bike. And that's all I feel like saying.