I have had a streak of bad luck. I got left at the damn truck stop! I went inside to pee and Jules was outside just stretchin' her legs, she didn't know I was awake, anyhow they left me! Damn it, I got so upset, I started talking to any trucker comin' into the plaza to see who I could catch a ride with. Finally this guy come along and he let me use his cb to call for Eddie. I finally caught up with him and Jules 400 miles later!
Damn. Being without everything you have for a few days is scary. I wasn't sure if I would ever see my lap top again, and you know that's all I got. The trucker who gave me a ride is named Steven Randall, or Steve he likes to be called. We had small talk forever but I knew what he expected for the ride. I don't mind I guess, we smoked some meth and it was good shit I don't even care that I haven't slept in two days.
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