i hope that's the reason why i felt so displaced.
waiting in the terminals at lax
the whole weekend trip was optimally enjoyable; i like seeing family, especially family that i grew up and partied hard with. the surprise birthday thing that had a free open bar=fun. talking about stuff=fun. visiting the places forever engrained in my memories (or..passed down biologically)=..not so fun, leaving me awe-stricken at the changes. Um. I went to this Bass Pro Store and it was amazing inside..I mean, I couldn't fathom how cool it was going to be despite my disdain for outdoor activities (curse you, into the wild!!).
Here are some of the things you can find in your local store:
and then there was this:
it was a surprisingly nice day.
Etc. oddities/items of amusement/interesting bits:
the ultimate downside of this journey was suffering the scourge of tiredness.
ie: homework was not touched.
the next time i talk about this sort of event going on, i'll be middle-aged with two or three kids and a shit job. But at least I'll have my frapanese scotsman, I'll be right pissed it I don't.