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Post-Grad

9 Feb

R decided to decline the writing of the blog post this week which I think is super lame!  She is the one who is the writer in this group.  So I guess we are stuck with me…

I graduated from UCSC (& I am absolutely a slug at heart) in December and decided to get reunited with my roots by moving back to WYO for a minute.  Leaving in a whirlwind of craziness on Christmas Eve was a perfect last Santa Cruz adventure filled with epic couch wars, a handful of random people sifting through belongings, a spaceship playing fractured images of Star Wars, some furniture dumping outside of a charity, and packing and re-packing my small car so I could make sure to bring home the love of my life.  We arrived in a flurry of incoherent speech, bloody noses, and so-tired-you-pass-out while-sitting-up Christmas Day fun.

Since I have been back in the Mountain Region I have been swing/country dancing whenever possible, meeting up with childhood friends, living with my G-Parents in the small town of Sinclair (seriously small town – maybe 400 people living around a post office, a surprisingly decent Mexican restaurant, and two shit-hole bars, all on the same 5-block street), and drinking ridiculous amounts of vodka to help deal with it all (I don’t know if it’s the altitude, cold or excessivnality, but I can drink so much more up here without getting drunk).  As much fun as this may sound, I soon reached the level of stir crazy after about a month, and I packed up my truck and drove down to Colorado to meet my much-missed California friend HaA2 to snowboard.

My time in Colorado was a bit crazy.  Her sister, who turned 18 while we were dragging ourselves around the mountains, conducted a car symphony in front of the I-70 Eisenhower Tunnel (we were stuck waiting in traffic for around 2 hours and what better way to pass the time then using all the cars stuck in the same situation to make some fantastic music?), we met a dog who loved to do butt slides on icy snow , and we saved an incredibly drunk little girl from getting hit by a bus (this was of course after the line dancing with M on top of a bar… oh tequila!).

Currently, I am back in M‘s house and I have no idea what the future holds! Well, I do know that on March 20th I am going to Costa Rica.  But I am hoping for at least few more lists of awesomeness before I lose my mind and have to pack up the truck again.

 

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Oh dear lord, why would they let me have a blog?

4 Feb

Hello There!

Is this what the very friendly WordPress software wants to be the first thing it says to me, as though deciding to write things for people to view on the internet were as normal as answering a phone?  And maybe it is…  I wouldn’t know, I don’t answer my cell phone when it rings.  I do, however, answer phones at work to varying degrees of success, but for that I get paid.

This is the beginnings of a travel blog. Believe me, I know how confusing that must seem since I am not currently traveling.  In fact, I’m a bit of a home body sitting here in an icy cold room at a make-shift desk made out of a bright lilac and baby blue chest full of hairstylist materials and an old bean bag chair.

But do not despair! We will soon be traveling. And these travels will be undeniably fantastic. At least that’s the plan.  That, and not to die.  Both really good plans, right?

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