Well. I’m pretty frustrated. Rolled out of Arkansas headed to St. Louis. I felt Medusa slipping again and then she shut down (like she ran out of gas) on the freeway going 65. That was awesome.
So I made it to St. Louis and I left her there for a rental (again) to Madison.
Madison was fun!
National Women’s Music Fest wasn’t my crowd but still connected with some women and saw Lisa Vogel speak which was.... everything
My birthday was, as usual, lonely. But. Ya know. Maybe one day I will find my person who gives a F more about my bday than all that the 4th of July is to them.
So I made it to St. Louis and I left her there for a rental (again) to Madison.
Madison was fun!
National Women’s Music Fest wasn’t my crowd but still connected with some women and saw Lisa Vogel speak which was.... everything
My birthday was, as usual, lonely. But. Ya know. Maybe one day I will find my person who gives a F more about my bday than all that the 4th of July is to them.
Went to the Mustard Museum, which was weird AF, and connected with Old old old friends and newer friends.
Rolled back to St Louis and went to the mechanic.
this time it was diagnosed as the Manifold Air Pressure Sensor. $200.
Pedicure and grading while I waited.
this time it was diagnosed as the Manifold Air Pressure Sensor. $200.
Pedicure and grading while I waited.
Rolled out to The Chi, hoping it might make it one fucking trip without breaking.
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