That's it, rotdrip is over.
We had the starter engine changed yesterday, but now the radiator broke. Fixing that would be upwards from 500 bucks, so we won't do it. We'll just take a train to San Francisco, and that's it then. Well, we got quite close to the finish line after all :)
Ode to Cierra
Oh Cierra, you minx
Our love was yours
For thru many a hangover
You carried us stolidly
With nary a word against
But now the evening descends
And your liquid so fluorescent
Gaily flow along the rents
Of this country of potholes.
I blame the roads.
Isn't there a saying like that too? Don't hate the driver, hate the road?
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