skullfucked

camped another nite at george wyth. site #5 again. woke up this morning and noticed somebody fucked with my skull. pretty sure it happened in omaha, ne. recalled chris' neighbors are crazy meth-heads and there was a shitload of kids there who could've easily done it too. what gets me though is the fact that they didn't do anything cool. you think if some punk is gonna fuck with someone's car, my car in particular, they could at least do something clever, like write "GO FUCK YOURSELF, DICKSUCKER!" see, i could appreciate the humor in that. but no, just a sharpie squiggle. it's a shame really.

leaving - george wyth state park
starting mileage - 199681
destination - john deere factory