"Well I know it will be alright, if I just get on the road. If I run I can free my troubled mind."

Life has been tough the last couple weeks. The back has been bad, got 3 papers and 4 tests within 4 days, I announced two people were dead at church and they really wern't. So then yesterday, the pebbles came back again for round 2. I will spare you the details just in case Kato is eating a sandwich. Anyways, had the pebbles in the morning. I went to the Depot to get a paint filter, captured about 40 rock babys to bring into the doc, went to class, then went to get my blood tested. When I got back, I realized that I they kept my doctor's information.

I tryed calling the blood guys today and they lost the info and could only tell me he was on Watson street. So after class today, I decided to go looking for the doctors office. All I had was the name of the street and a handful of other streets that I might have taken there the first time I went. I left at 3:30 and chose to go down Manchester. I drove about 3 miles until I realized that the office wasn't on Manchester, but off of Hampton. Instead of asking directions, I decided that I could find it myself. I drove for another 15-20 minutes and explored the suburbs of south Stl. I finnaly found Watson and headed south. I drove for another 15 minutes till I saw a Kohls.

I stoped and bought a tie and a shirt for 7 bucks. I asked the clerk if she knew where a Home Depot was. I told her that I was looking for a doctor's office that was near a big building, possibly a Depot. She asked me what the building looked like and I told her I had no idea of the building's description, name, nor any information on the Doctor's. All I knew was that I had something to drop off at a Doctor who was inside a building on Watson, and that building was somewhere near a bigger building and a fastfood place. (Just for the record, Watson is longer than 28th street.)

So she gave me direction to a Depot. I drove another 6 miles south on Watson, came to the Depot and realized that non of those buildings contained my doctor. So I turned around and went the other way. I passed the street that I turned from and kept my eye open for a big building. I started looking for a walmart and a Burger King. After about 30 different big buildings, I came across a Target and a Mc Donalds. I thought I must be near. I drove another 10 blocks until I noticed that the street name had changed. So I doubled back and found the stupid L shaped intersection that screwed me up.

I was looking for one of those large mirrod-glass buildings. After coming to the end of the street, I realized that It must have been the big Brown brick building that I had passed 10 mins earlier. So I turned around and got there 5 mins to close. I gave them my rock babies and was about to leave, when I though maybe I should get their card so I could find my way back the next time.

Noe one would think that such a long drive would have been horrible, but it was the most fun that I have had in weeks. It felt like I had just got my driver's licence. I din't know what the heck was going on. It took me 2 hrs to make a 10 min trip. I got to listen to Van Morrison's days like this and Coldplay's a rush to the head. It was 74 degrees out and sunny. After all that, I didn't even care that I had rock babies the day before.