I think I know why people love California so much.First plane - Philadelphia, PA to Minneapolis, MN by myself, then to have dad and Carla come along.
Second - Minneapolis, MN to Denver, Colorado. First flight using a different airline, that little TVs on the back of each seat. (They didn't play anything though, just constant reruns of commercials and movie previews.)
Third - Denver, Colorado to Orange County, CA. Last flight. (I remember that Orange County is where Jeffree Star lives. Giiirl.)
Then driving another two hours or more from Orange County to Indio, while stopping by at Target and then eating some awesome Mexican food and whatnot.
Annnd then after trying to look for the house we're staying at which I am in now, a house with a Casita. It's better than a hotel. The woman that owns the house next to us must make a good amount of money (just saying) since, even though it's kind of small, it looks pretty clean and artsy and she has things my own mother can't afford. She's super nice. I'm trash, but I feel spoiled and feel like I almost don't belong here. But I love it. She has three little dogs . . . and a pool in the backyard. Holy crap.
The woman said that her niece helps photograph for Coachella, so . . . I don't know, I might meet some people. ;] Or not. I might be too uncool for that type of thing.
One slightly irritating thing is, though, there's several stages and I might miss out on a few bands I like if they're both across the field (nowhere land, practically a desert, except with a lot of people, so I can't bring a camel) and having their set list at nearly the same times. My dad has a bad ankle (I think?) as well, has to wear a cast, (he's amazing for sticking with going to this thing, though) so it'll be hard to rush back and forth. We're trying our best to go with the flow and see whomever. Most of the bands we honestly don't know, but can check them out if we have time.
I'm taking my digital camera, and as far as I'm planning, to take five or less photos of each band, maybe. My digital camera eats up the batteries, and I'll bring a ton of those, but I'm still shortening the length of photos just because it eats up the batteries way too damn fast. I'll edit and upload them here.
I realized, though, getting off the last plane, even though my mind feels melted from lack of sleep (for the first flight, I had to wake up at four in the morning) and so much rushing, (only thing I hate airports for) I fucking love California. I don't know why. I'm not usually fond for the heat and such. It's just there and it's different and I'm practically in love with it. It's inexplicable.
The west is the best, the west is the best, get here and we'll do the rest . . . - The Doors.
Best fucking birthday ever.
I started listening to Hole's "Live Through This" album again. Almost forgot how awesome it was.
Also, unrelated, but great song, listen:
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=Z.
Tired
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Ooo California sounds loverly... but what about the..SHORES OF CALIFORNIAA!! hehehehe
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Ooh that's a cool song! HAPPY ALMOST BIRTHDAY! We haven't made your present yet....but we will and when we do, we'll have you come over or something..
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