My lips are chapped. The truck is a horse with no name. Attached to a covered wagon. Locked with a key which I have one other of, but if I lose that key then i'm certainly going to need a set of bolt cutters.
There it is, right outside my window. My home. It is on wheels. i am carrying it all, navigating it with my hands on the wheel.
The room has a massive Sharp. Currently it is playing Life Hacks.
Who wants to hear The Pixies? Who wants to go to a wedding? Who wants to go to California? Who wants to reconnect with their internet? Who wants to touch the computer keys with their fingertips? Who is ready for beta v2? Who wants to be friends with @todd if he doesn't want to be friends with you? Who yachts in Colorado and how do they do it?