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When I was eighteen for no other reason then to get away Leo¹ and I loaded up into the car and just drove. Without plans or direction I took whatever turns sounded nice and just let my autopilot take over as my mind wandered.  Somehow I ended up here.

I still remember that day perfectly. Pulling off the side of the road and looking over to see the bridge. Watching Leo bound down the hill into the stream that ran below. Him rolling in the mud and knocking me on my ass as I struggled to keep my camera in hand. The muddy back seat and wet dog smell on the way to continue our journey before coming home.

Despite being a bit dark and heavy on the sharpness this is my favorite photo. Something about it brings back the feelings I felt that day. A sense of absolute peace and happiness.

Week Six Challenge: Your Favorite Photo

Recently Jeremy and I have been having trouble with our trusty 2000 Grand Prix GTP who doesn’t have a name aside from “the Pontiac”. We’ve taken it to the shop for a pricey repair only to have it start buckling and shaking a couple days later. Since it’s already over 160K in mileage we made the hard decision to rack up some debt and purchase a new certified used car.

Like small prey to vicious sharks we watched salesmen jump up and do their circle dance before being greeted by a too happy salesmen. Really though our experience wasn’t bad. Shawn¹ , our three months new sales guy, was really easy to work with and was happy to provide some stories and experiences he had during our finance pending wait game.

After a long wait, signing papers, somewhat angering the final deal-maker shark for not taking his ‘extra commission packages’, we emerged the proud owners of a 2010 Pontiac G6, known hence forth as the S.S. Enterprise.

I’m sure you’re wondering about the name. I wouldn’t blame you. The car really self-titles itself with the awesome features such as, Onstar, AUX In Plug, XM Radio, Remote Auto Start (going to be a godsend during the winter!), chrome wheels, tire pressure monitoring… etc. etc. etc. This car just seems to kick some ass. Of course I’m going to miss the heads up display and kick from the supercharger in our Pontiac, but overall the upgrade is quite nice. It’s also nice to have two vehicles just in case something happens. Of course we’ll need to get the Pontiac fixed up but the idea is still the same.

So YAY FOR US!

For as long as I can remember older men have always been attracted to me. I don’t know why. While it’s flattering it’s also creepy and scary depending on how they approach. It’s odd though, that older men find me attractive while guys my own age never even looked at me. Guess I’m just that fucking awesome.

Yesterday Jeremy and I ventured out to the State Fair Carnival. We decided to go early (11:00a.m) since it was what they call “Youth Day”¹ and it would be hella crowded that evening. We definitely managed to avoid the crowd as it was just us, my sister, her friend, and about five other kids. The last time I have been to State Fair was ten or so years ago, so you can imagine my disappointment when we arrived to find roughly seven rides with only four or so being geared toward adults and three of those that were actually running. A long ways away from the twelve to fifteen that were in my childhood memories.

My disappointment didn’t last long however when I spotted The Gravitron. According to Cherry, who has gone to the State Fair a few times, this was the first time she’s seen it back since we were little. I must have great karma or something. So I excitedly dragged Jeremy, Cherry, and her friend towards it, making it our first ride. It was as awesome as I remembered it and I was lucky to get a photo from my phone of Jeremy and I smooshed against the panels.

Now, for any of you who go to amusement parks you will notice that there is at least one dramatic baby in every crowd who must scream out and annoy the piss out of everyone. For us this was my sister’s friend. After listening to her scream dramatically about being afraid, and I’m sure she was some just not to the degree she made it out to be, I in a half-jokingly manner yelled at her to shut up. ²  Shockingly she did. and  that was the last I heard her scream in that manner. :P I rule.

After a disappointing haunted mansion ride we went on one where Jeremy swears the operator was checking me out with a smile until he sat down in the cart with me. The smile turned to a scowl look. Personally I didn’t even notice. Perhaps I’m a bit dense. Either way I was focused on the fact that Jeremy and I fit comfortably into the seat with lots of room to spare (so much that during the ride my body kept getting thrown over into his.

Sorry babe, didn’t mean to crush you. It was a great feeling though. When we went to Elitches for our honeymoon I cried on the roller coaster because we barely fit in the seat and I couldn’t get the seat belt to close without help. Not this time! :upsidedown: *fist pumps*

Oh, in case you’re wondering. YES this is a play by play of my awesome ass day.

We only went on two more rides after that. One being a vertical circle roller coaster type called “Fireball“, which was a TON of fun. Jeremy and I sat right at the front so we got to watch everything. Being upside down and staring at the ground was exhilarating, but the looping makes even the strongest of stomachs a bit queezy. The last ride Jeremy has dubbed, “Slow Vomit³“  and it went on way longer than it should have.

I don’t know if it was taking my vampire body⁴ out into the 98°F heat or the Fireball slash Slow Vomit combo, but during the last ride I began to get dizzy and sick. Sadly it wasn’t something that went away after drinking a $3.00 8oz Diet Pepsi and resting for a bit.

Since neither Jeremy nor I wanted to push our luck we walked around a bit and ignored 99% of the con-artist booths with one who yelled out, “Hey ladies why not see if you’ve got what it takes. Come here and watch.” Yeah, fuck that guy. Then… it happened. I spotted a con-booth balloon dart game that had a Knuckles plushie prize.

Jeremy, knowing my love of Knuckles from the Sonic game series asked what he had to do to get the prize. Sadly, it would have been three rounds and nine balloons costing $15.00 in order to win. He played one round to try and win me a small stuffed animal prize when the old man said “If you play just one more you can have him (my Knuckles) as a prize.” So Jeremy took up the offer and WON ME A FUCKING KNUCKLES PLUSHIE! I grinned ear to ear and have been all happy-catz since.

After saying goodbye to my Sister and assuring her we had a good time we barely made it back to the car. I say barely because the heat and sickness got to me so much that we had to stop a few times so I could rest. Jeremy even offered to carry me to the car  :love: as he was afraid I was going to pass out. All I have to say is thank god for AC and iced tea.

My day was fan-fucking-tastic is how this whole entry wraps itself up. XD Click to view the photos in a larger size.