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Joey's log:
I woke up and thought that it was time for work, but then realized we were leaving today. Looked out of the window and saw Lara packing up-- she left an hour before she said she was going to. Intentionally left soap and shampoo and loofah in the shower-- did not want to bring them with. I have really bad farts from drinking beer. When I walked out of me room people were awake and doing things. We listened to Andy Dwyer sing Pit and Sebastian 5 times each. Put on a pair of pants and a new shirt. Moisturized my face because it was dry from shaving. Put in contacts. Thought I was gonna wear glasses but decided to go with contacts. Successfully packed Annie's car with room to spare. Which is a good thing because that body that we have to bring is taking up a lot of room. I farted a lot. Looked at the poster we made and it occurred to me that our poster is very much like my parents refrigerator. Littered with pictures of Lara. If we were to take off all the pictures of Lara on the poster it would be pretty bare. Walked around for a little bit, packed my carry-on bag. Took a really gross poop and left it in the toilet. Then after leaving it in the toilet for a bit, I went to flush it because it might become a free-living organism if left too long and take over the house. Said bye to Sarah, she left. I will not see her for a while; Annie will see her tonight. Made a new outgoing phone message. Not a big surprise that it talked about farts. 706-282-1423.
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We're still not leaving yet, got some time to kill, so we're busy stinking up the house and writing weird notes to leave in places. Proudest part of my morning: packing my car so that most everything I own can just fit in the trunk! This is a huge achievement for my pack rat road trip way of life. And once I kick Joey out at the airport, I'll have space for not one but TWO people to fit in the car. Progress.
