78 hours til i get in my car and drive the heck away from this awful burned down dirty love-barren pile of ass. i can't wait. it's going to be sunny and warm and quiet and green and i shall read books and lay in the sun and drink lemonade and listen to the birds and float around on the giant black tractor tire tube if it still has air in it. and eat cheeseburgers with grilled onions. and be happy and clean and free.