The Clunker has Clunked out.

Yes, The Clunker bites the dust. Or the snow. Whichever. Beloved(ish) sub-compact has put-put-puttered its last. In retrospect, should not have expected it to survive the weather. Will need to figure out new mod of transportation.

Huzzah, mass transit.

Still nothing on Alpha. Well, he's here -- obviously he's here, or I wouldn't be -- but I haven't done anything. Don't think he knows I'm here, not sure if I'm okay with that or not, but I haven't exactly jumped out to say hello, have I? I think I have time, though, because he doesn't seem ready to move on just yet. He'd start pulling things together if he was, packing again.

I don't know what I'm doing. There was the pack in Louisiana, they were nice. Coulda-shoulda-woulda stayed with them, forgotten this whole stupid chase and been able to stay somewhere decently warm. If a bit rainy. They were a full pack, a happy pack, and what if I'd stayed? I could have that again... pack and family and other people around me. I miss people when I'm traveling.

They were pack. They weren't my pack.

I should look into getting a bus pass. Do they do bus passes in Marquette?