This post is, basically, worthless as nothing has happened yet – but I’m just so excited for it! My friend, Ashley, and I are taking a nearly week-long trip to the city of rich and sexy and drug-addicted angels and it couldn’t come at a better time. We’ve both been struggling through our own versions of quarter-life crisis and, really, we’re on the brink of insanity. Literally, I might start conversing with inanimate objects and smearing cat feces all over the walls. Leaving this coast for the hazier one is just what we need! We’re hoping to land some seats at a talk show; I’m hoping my Hollywood screenwriter pal/long lost dad-type can meet to discuss my future irl, so I’m not so internet-stalky anymore; and, of course, we hope to meet and marry John Mayer (her) and Ryan Gosling (me). Our expectations are pretty low, right? How could we possibly find ourselves disappointed?
Yes.
(edit// for Ashley)
I seriously cannot believe it’s in like a week and a half!!! I keep forgetting for some reason! Everytime someone asks me why I’m going I get more and more excited, just because no one understands the answer “just cause”. You explained the reason perfectly though and that is why we are going together! I’ve always wanted to spontaneously do a trip last minute and now is as good a time as any!
P.S. – Don’t think I didn’t notice your omission of Mr. Mayer’s photo up there.
Seriously! People are like, “Why are you going to L.A.?” and I’m like, “I don’t know.” I mean, does one need a reason?! I love our spontaneous, out of nowhere, for no real reason trip!!
P.S. Fixed!
OMG I CAME BACK HERE TO COPY YOUR CRUSH FORMAT AND SQUEAKED IN MY CUBICLE. BEST. PICTURE. EVER. *right click, save*