Saturday, August 18, 2012
minnesota
I made it to Minnesota. I've laughed, I've cried (a lot), I've rearranged furniture, I've met the birds, I fell in love with the trees and the lake and the cicadas and the prospect of rehabilitating fox kits. It's been a whirlwind. My dad (who drove up with me and has helped me both pack/unpack and been an emotional crutch) is leaving tomorrow afternoon, which is when I'll have to learn how to be an over-the-top-emotional adult on my own in a brand new state. I am bad at this, but it's also only been like six hours since I got here. Soooo hopefully I get better. I have a couple of days until I start work, though I feel like they'll probably be spent unpacking, exploring, and making friends (hopefully) rather than blogging, but I'll try! (I'm still pissed I haven't gotten around to making a post about my woodland adventures or even finished editing the photos. Oh well, LIFE)
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Sorry I've been absent lately. I leave for Minnesota in basically a day and am starting to feel the slow, creeping dread of leaving my home, my routine, my family, and all my friends. I took the GRE this morning and did fairly average, which I'm okay with (at least it's OVER) and then spent the rest of the time packing while hanging out with friends. Tomorrow will be spent cleaning out my car, trying to see people I won't see for a year, finishing up packing, and then going to Nostalgia to absorb all the sweet atmosphere I can from it.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
birfday bash
Yesterday was my 22nd birthday.
It was really awesome. I love my friends!
(today I'm supposed to be doing everything I said I would do after my birthday, but I can't stop watching America's Next Top Model in my jim jams)
It was really awesome. I love my friends!
(today I'm supposed to be doing everything I said I would do after my birthday, but I can't stop watching America's Next Top Model in my jim jams)
Friday, August 3, 2012
pie 'n beer day
Pioneer Day, or Pie 'n Beer Day, is a Utah-only holiday that celebrates the day the pioneers found this desert wasteland and turned it into a city rife with ridiculous alcohol laws and outdoor malls with dress codes. Usually there are HUGE celebrations within the city, involving extravagant parades, fairs, and free events in our scattered non-profit organizations. Instead of getting involved in any of those things, however, my brother and I decided to head up to Lagoon as our combined birthday presents to each other. Getting there was a NIGHTMARE because of the aforementioned parades blocking every main street downtown, dashing our hopes of ever getting to the freeway. Finally, after an hour, we managed to get on the freeway and begin our exciting journey to Lagoon.
Once we got there, we decided to go on all the big rides first. I'd not been feeling very well (either because I was still super hungover from my weekend bender or my body wanted to subsist only on alcohol and food pissed it off), so I figured the sooner we got all the big rides out of the way, the better. I made it through all of them until we got to the Screamer, the big wheel that goes upside down. My stomach doth protest too much on that one. After the Screamer, I decided we should eat some lunch. BAD CALL. Immediately after eating, it all came up. Unfortunate, considering how expensive it was. I felt really ill at this point, so the next hour or two was spent drinking a variety of different beverages (non-alcoholic beverages, LAME, and dippin' dots coke floats) and walking around Pioneer Village. You heard me, PIONEER VILLAGE. That's Utah for you, implementing mormon history into an AMUSEMENT PARK. What a perfect day to celebrate pie 'n beer day though, right?
POSSIBLY THE MOST EXCITING EXHIBIT!
Wow. Shoes.
And then, we found possibly the least visited place in the entirety of Lagoon.
THE TELEPHONE MUSEUM. Man oh man was it the ULTIMATE. We stayed in there for probably five minutes! I sat in the telephone booth and Gabe locked me in. It was unpleasant. After our wild time at the telephone museum, we headed over to a real pioneer cabin! It was dismal. I dared Gabe to crawl over the fence separating us from the furniture and take a pretend nap on the bed, but in the process his pants ripped and I told him that he probably would set off some silent trip-alarm.
After our fun pioneer times, we visited the red elk.
Yakul!!!
I started to feel better at this point, so we started going on more rides. I wanted to start off with kiddy rides, which Gabe refused to ride with me, so I rode some by myself. Some people might view that as pathetic, some people (like me) might view it as badass. After those rides, I finally convinced Gabe to go on an awesome looking water ride called Odysea with me.
My favorite is the fish with the upset face in the bottom right hand corner.
We got super lame, however, because neither of us wanted to get wet (which is why we didn't go on Rattlesnake Rapids), so we skipped out of line. Instead we went on the skyride.
Which took us over to the other side of the park, so we could try the new ride, Air Race. It's a ride where you're in an airplane that spins you around in circles AND spins you around upside down while you're going in circles! It really made me feel like throwing up again. I'm glad I rode it, though. After Air Race, we went on the ferris wheel.
Gabe spun us around like a Speedy Gonzales, which made me feel sick. AGAIN. But it was still really fun.
We went on the Tidal Wave and the swings
And laughed at inappropriately named kiddy rides
We went on a couple of more roller coasters and the Samurai and then decided to head home since we were pretty tired.
On the way home we stopped at In and Out Burger. I was going to eat In and Out, come hell or high water.
And it was delicious. Even though it made me sick, surprise surprise.
Thus ends PIE 'N BEER DAY CELEBRATIONS!
Once we got there, we decided to go on all the big rides first. I'd not been feeling very well (either because I was still super hungover from my weekend bender or my body wanted to subsist only on alcohol and food pissed it off), so I figured the sooner we got all the big rides out of the way, the better. I made it through all of them until we got to the Screamer, the big wheel that goes upside down. My stomach doth protest too much on that one. After the Screamer, I decided we should eat some lunch. BAD CALL. Immediately after eating, it all came up. Unfortunate, considering how expensive it was. I felt really ill at this point, so the next hour or two was spent drinking a variety of different beverages (non-alcoholic beverages, LAME, and dippin' dots coke floats) and walking around Pioneer Village. You heard me, PIONEER VILLAGE. That's Utah for you, implementing mormon history into an AMUSEMENT PARK. What a perfect day to celebrate pie 'n beer day though, right?
POSSIBLY THE MOST EXCITING EXHIBIT!
Wow. Shoes.
And then, we found possibly the least visited place in the entirety of Lagoon.
THE TELEPHONE MUSEUM. Man oh man was it the ULTIMATE. We stayed in there for probably five minutes! I sat in the telephone booth and Gabe locked me in. It was unpleasant. After our wild time at the telephone museum, we headed over to a real pioneer cabin! It was dismal. I dared Gabe to crawl over the fence separating us from the furniture and take a pretend nap on the bed, but in the process his pants ripped and I told him that he probably would set off some silent trip-alarm.
After our fun pioneer times, we visited the red elk.
Yakul!!!
I started to feel better at this point, so we started going on more rides. I wanted to start off with kiddy rides, which Gabe refused to ride with me, so I rode some by myself. Some people might view that as pathetic, some people (like me) might view it as badass. After those rides, I finally convinced Gabe to go on an awesome looking water ride called Odysea with me.
My favorite is the fish with the upset face in the bottom right hand corner.
We got super lame, however, because neither of us wanted to get wet (which is why we didn't go on Rattlesnake Rapids), so we skipped out of line. Instead we went on the skyride.
Which took us over to the other side of the park, so we could try the new ride, Air Race. It's a ride where you're in an airplane that spins you around in circles AND spins you around upside down while you're going in circles! It really made me feel like throwing up again. I'm glad I rode it, though. After Air Race, we went on the ferris wheel.
Gabe spun us around like a Speedy Gonzales, which made me feel sick. AGAIN. But it was still really fun.
We went on the Tidal Wave and the swings
And laughed at inappropriately named kiddy rides
We went on a couple of more roller coasters and the Samurai and then decided to head home since we were pretty tired.
On the way home we stopped at In and Out Burger. I was going to eat In and Out, come hell or high water.
And it was delicious. Even though it made me sick, surprise surprise.
Thus ends PIE 'N BEER DAY CELEBRATIONS!
new favorite
Today I discovered THE most adorable show.
I'm seriously dying, it's so cute.
Too bad there are only seven episodes of eight minutes each :(
I'm seriously dying, it's so cute.
Too bad there are only seven episodes of eight minutes each :(
Thursday, August 2, 2012
feelings
I'm a mess. I leave in two weeks for Minnesota and my new job, which will be a grand adventure. However, tonight I feel so sad and scared about it. I regret offering to house/dog/plant/bird sit for the next week, sleeping in a bed that's not my own in this precious amount of time I have to be at home with my family before I "really" go away to college. To give you insight into my mind right now, tonight Bolt came on and I bawled for the last twenty minutes of the movie, clutching my pillow to my chest as I wept hysterical tears. I am ridiculous.
I just needed to get it out. I'm scurred. And I feel sad tonight. I don't like the unfamiliar, even though I need to get used to it.
I have a horrible habit of not sleeping or at least not sleeping well in beds that are not my own, so I'm prepared to hunker down and watch Roseanne until I drift off. Nighty night.
I just needed to get it out. I'm scurred. And I feel sad tonight. I don't like the unfamiliar, even though I need to get used to it.
I have a horrible habit of not sleeping or at least not sleeping well in beds that are not my own, so I'm prepared to hunker down and watch Roseanne until I drift off. Nighty night.
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