Its midnight... I just got into Little Rock.... I erroneously assumed there would be some sort of Starbucks or other deliciousness to appease me during my 8 hour drive... I spent 5 hours driving through po-dunk fucking Louisiana and Arkansas... I almost ran out of gas... As I was driving on the 2 lane (total) highway through po-dunk fucking Louisiana I got another mother fucking speeding ticket.... I was going 63, he clocked me at 70... He was wrong... I know this because I had 5 miles left of gas, I had seen nothing but corn and pepper fields for 34 miles and so I was super hyper focused on staying between 60-65 MPG (heard that is the best gas mileage?)... I cried SO HARD to the cop that I think he almost cried, but he still gave me the mother fucking speeding ticket... Cerberus the psychopath thwarted my efforts.... I did not run out of gas.... I never found a Starbucks... I cried SO HARD for the next 2 hours... my phone died... my phone re-charged... my phone GPS did not work... I got scared.... Nyx saved me from certain backwoods hillbilly murder death by sending me directions... I was so emotional and Cerberus was such a psychopath that I didn't dare stop for food... Its midnight... I just got into Little Rock... and I've had a total of 2 slices of bread, 1/4 cup of tomato sauce, 1 Starbucks from 8 am and 6 fiber crackers.
I.... AM....STARVING....
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