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give some ideas on different ways to keep dry or covered when squatting in woods, desert, mountains, whatever...

im down... i play guitar, banjo, harmonica, and djimbe.... hit me up on here cause i hate yahoo

$h*t so first we have the big oil spill in the gulf just a week after obamas dumb ass says its okay to do offshore drilling (which from what i understand was illegal for a while before he came... but the law wasnt even enforced...i found this out while going down the I-5 last year and i saw...

i actually dig the shit out of this... thank you for widening my musical horizons

my sister and i were thinking of different ways we could travel for our next excersion coming up.... weve both hitched for years now and shes not a fan of hopping freight... but volunteering to be on a boat crew for a ride sounds fucking awesome... never thought of it before, only thought of...

i can see this all from all points of veiw... i understand how referring someone as "mine" is seemingly egotistic and in humane... but i have had this little 5 word intro to actually save my live or keep me out of trouble.

olympias my favorite....mainly because i enjoy the rain, love the music scene, plenty of squats, woods for camping, a good downtown with plenty of hippy kids and punks busking along 4th ave, weeds good, people are friendly, college a bus ride away with plenty of stupid college kids to fuck with...

haha i dam i mustve been lazy... real intro: my names jessica... uhh ive been traveling since the age 14 ive truely fallen in love with the roads and rails i have a dog named jack... hes my pillow i have my beautiful guitar named whiskey my banjo named harmony and my voice named muhamad im...

wow.... my buddy art is in team spacebag? i doubt he even knows this(guy with long dreads in far bottom left corner)

:zombie:<-----this is me. hello.

ive had sex in some weird places... for instance.. i was drinking in downtown olympia around halloween time last year with a buddy of mine... we fucked by 2 bus stops, on someones lawn, and again somewhere else i can remember... ather time i was in portland waiting for a train the main train...