You wanker!

There is only one day left until I leave for Savannah. Today was quite a mix up. I don't know if it is the pressure of this trip, or my horrible destiny. But I don't think that she dug me. Im assuming the coincidence was just me facing reality. Tomorrow I finally have to make a decision on what I am going to finish before I leave. Could I possibly clean the bike, practice with the tarp, load the bike and feel confident about where and when Im headed for the next couple of days. I am not taking a stove, so finding food will be a 3-way experience daily.

(Dawn)"You wanker...You're such a sad little man."
(David)"Am I?"..."Didn't know that"