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have i mentioned how Eddplant joining CC is like the best decision ever? because Oh My God.

Mr. Pond. Now I miss Rory. Damn you damn you damn you.

listening to Everything Is Ending, and trying not to cry because i miss Amy.

damn you, Chameleon Circuit, for your stupid feels.

remember rewinding VHS’s?

christ i feel old.

remember not having to dial the area code?

remember HANSON?!

Hatfields & McCoys ended tonight. it’s a three-part miniseries on the History Channel, and it was fucking brilliant.

so. good. so good so good so good.

except that they went and killed Cotton at the last minute, which i mean…what??! it had to be the (mostly) innocent slow kid, and not that dumbass Selkirk? really now?

but Cap lives. which is the important part. because Cap is mindbogglingly nice to look at. and the boy only has one good eye. it’s ridiculous.

anyway, the point of this sentence fragment-ridden tumblr post is Holy Shit Watch Hatfields & McCoys. the repeats are airing right now if you’re on the east coast, or at least some of them. sorry about the spoilers, by the way. but this show is tragic and horrible and awesome and Cap Hatfield is made of magic and sexiness and badassery. point being, watch the show. watch it.

Day 1

Sitting on the plane (another wing seat) on the way to O’Hare. Squee! It is so flipping beautiful up here. How can anyone close their windows? p.s.- did i mention i’m barefoot at 30,000 feet?

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Vegas bound! Just left O’Hare. another window seat, sort of. 4 hours til Vegas! :)

Regina Spektor at 36,000 feet. WIN.

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Just left Vegas, and hope to never ever ever return. It’s hot, hellishly, agonizingly hot. The only people who live there are dumb blonde heiresses with so much botox they can’t feel their faces melting off. The whole place is one giant mall full of designers, neon, and blinking lights. It’s a kitschy nightmare. Hasta la vista, Vegas!

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Writing this after a long and lovely, if contorted, nap in the car. 

Swam in Lake Mead in shorts and a tanktop, which was fun. Cooled off for a few minutes. Then we drove around (i napped because I am 75% sure I had heat stroke from that hellish afternoon in Vegas) and hopped out of the car far too many times to look at the Hoover Dam. Bleh.

oh-forgot about lunch in Vegas- awesome french toast and strawberries. Anyway.

On the way to the KOA in Seligman.

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It’s 8:15, somewhere between Kingsman and Seligman, AZ. The stony mountains around us are silhouetted against the dying light of the day. <3

I’m back!!

I lost cell service outside Page, and didn’t get it back until Vegas (aka Las Shithole), at which point i hit the sheets at Golden Nugget like a ton of bricks. 

i’ll post my travel journal up here for anyone who’s interested. but for now i thought i’d just say hello and leave you with this fun list of Ways The Grand Canyon And Zion Kicked My Ass:

1 twisted ankle

2 bloody knees

1 scraped-up shin

1 wrist blister

1 scratched up ankle

2 sunburned legs (the backs)

1 severe case of heat stroke

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fun times.

the second best part of vacationing

getting ready! packing and cleaning and charging devices and quadruple-checking three separate lists- i love it. :)

just thought i’d post a final little tumbl, because tonight we head over to my Gram’s, where we’ll wake up Sunday morning at four thirty, and head to the airport! We’re staying the first night in Vegas, at the Golden Nugget, then going to the Grand Canyon, where I will die multiple times on the eight-mile hike in, hop around Havasupai for a few days, checking out waterfalls and slit canyons (http://tinyurl.com/7g4xysu). Then we’ll ride horses up and out of the Canyon, and drive to Zion National Park, (http://tinyurl.com/7y3dmqe).

So yay. tumblr won’t let me send you photos, so look forward to massive photoclogs next week! As for now, i have bags to pack and a house to clean.

Bye!