I am now in the state of Texas, somewhere in the norther portion. Somewhat daurting to think that even though I am in the state of my destination, I've barely even covered half the distance of the journey.

Somewhere around Colorado Springs, I decided that the big fancy mapquest directions I had printed out were worthless, so I disregarded them and proceeded on my way, relying solely on my road instincts. I figure I can stop somewhere and buy an atlas if it becomes necessary. So far, it hasn't. I trust my instincts. Even though I have no real idea where I am, I am not lost. Will get there.

I love the open road. Just give me a car full of gas, cargo stocked with cds, and hour after hour with hundreds of miles to cover, and I will be in a state of pure contentment. What an awesome feeling. Complete environmental comfort control, great musical acoustics, and constant motion. Could there exist a greater ecstacy? (disregarding the most obvious answer, of course)

For posterity's sake, here's my playlist so far. Yes, Bitscape is a total psycho.

• Listen n.u.d.e. -- Dance and Electronic Artists. Took me through to the southern tip of Denver.
• Britney Spears -- Britney. From Denver to Colorado Springs. I maintain that this is her best album to date.
• Marilyn Manson -- Holywood. Colorado Springs to Pueblo. Power music.
• Britney Spears -- Baby One More Time. This (slightly distubring) pop classic kept things alive and kickin to the city of La Junta, where I ate supper at KFC.
• Marilyn Manson -- Mechanical Animals. As darkness fell, the epicly romantic concept album had me singing along.
• Britney Spears -- Oops, I Did It Again. Keeping the vibe goin into the evening.
• Marilyn Manson -- Antichrist Superstar. As I ran disturbingly low on gas in the middle of nowhere, this album provided background noise for my worrying brain. Fortunately, I got to a town, and found a deserted 24-hour self serve pay-at-the-pump with no addentant or store in sight. That area gave me the creeps. Total Bible Belt vibe. Ick. I pissed in the bushes, and was glad to get out of there with 3/4 tank full.
• Garbage -- Garbage. This album helped keep spirits up through Bible Belt creep zone towns, after having crossed out of Colorado State line. Shirley Manson is a Goddess.
• Alanis Morissette -- Under Rug Swept. This album joyously hailed the entry across the border of Texas, and played all the way into the beginning of writing this rambling.

I am now parked in a little dirt parking area by the side of the road. There is a little community church next to it. I intend to recline my seat, turn off the engine, and crash here for the night.

In the morning, I'll figure out my bearings, and complete the rest of the journey. I think I've made good time so far. Time to regenerate.