Wednesday morning my parents left for Alaska. It's weird to think I'm not going to see them for at least a year. I'm going to miss them and Sparky. Yesterday I drove back to Davis from San Diego. It was 10 hours and 550 miles of fun.
When I was taking these photos, I felt like a terrorist from Sleeper Cell running a recon mission. Right now there are probably 10 homeland security agents reading my blog because I just used the words terrorist, nuclear, and sleeper cell in the same sentence.
The air in L.A. almost looked breathable. I was surprised the smog didn't obstruct the view of the skyline. Miracles really do happen everyday!
This is what the drive looked like for about 5 hours.
At the gas station I was simultaneously filled with giddy and terror when I learned that Monster Energy Drinks now come in 32 oz cans called BFC's. I simultaneously do and do not recommend drinking a BFC. It could turn out to be really awesome or you could die, maybe both.
2 comments:
this was perhaps the most genius blog i've ever read. better than tucker max, even.
your comment is the most genius comment i've ever read.
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