Raining. Still. Never. Ending. I went to a couple beaches.. but it was dumping rain and it was just a little less fun. I mean, i totally love rain. But when its been raining for more than 24 hours and its windy... Umm.. no thanks. So i head up the Oregon coast, i hit Newport, and i think... "Hey Kenz, I'm kinda sick of being alone. I don't want to not know where im going to sleep tonight. I should just go up to Seattle and go to Cannon Beach, and Astoria when i come back down to California." GOOD THINKING. So i headed over to the main high way. I stopped in this little town (can't remember the name) to get gas. In Oregon, you don't pump your own gas... But i didn't know this. So i hop out start getting ready to pump my gas and this man comes running out and is like, "I'll pump your gas, don't do it!" I mean, shit, i let the man do it. And then we got to talking and he told me if i come back to that town i would guaranteed a job there, pumping peoples gas. So if stuff doesn't work out in Utah... I know where im going. ( not really because i don't know the name of the town. I think that is started with a P..) I high tailed it to Seattle. :) So now... I'm sleeping on a couch tonight and not a motel bed or a wet tent.
SCORE.
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