On the road again

I'm driving north to Boulder and I'm listening to Ozzy Osbourne's Blizzard of Ozz CD and singing along to the first track I Don't Know . Let me explain something I'm the type of hippie girl who believes in total freedom from social norms. Including hippie social norms. I don't dress the way I do because this is the way hippie girls are supposed to dress I do it because I like to , I don't smoke weed because I think I have to i do it because i like to. I got news for you, I like wearing make up, I like painting my nails. I like folk music, classic rock and heavy metal, I even like some country music. I'll jam to Pete Seeger and Arlo Guthrie one minute and Judas Priest and Iron Maiden the next. Furthermore I don't give a flying fuck what anyone and I mean ANYONE has to say about it. Glad we got that out of the way. I believe in being completely free. That being said I'm wearing a green and yellow bare midriff tie dye camisole with tight black leather pants and barefeet and yes I painted my toenails red this morning and if Moonbeam has a problem with it she can go and fuck herself. Thats the kind of hippie chick I am! I continue driving and listening to Ozzy sing Crazy Train as i smoke a cigarette . I arrive in Boulder around two in the afernoon and get set up with my hook ups and rental car and pay for a whole week.