[theatrical_muse] Describe your perfect day.
I don’t really believe that anything can be perfect. Call me a pessimist if you want but perfection is just this ideal and to strive for it seems like it’ll just be a let down. So how about I just describe a really really good day?
We’ll just forget the fifty-million e-mails and voicemails I’ve gotten from my sister in the past few days yelling and bitching me out for leaving Neptune just when she gets to town. I’m sorry but after hearing nothing from my awesome sister for months or even when our father got arrested? I don’t feel all that bad for doing something she’s known for. Especially since I’m pretty sure Logan and I are actually staying in the country on this little Kerouac trip.
So yeah. Really really good day. Well yesterday was pretty awesome. We stopped in New Mexico. Carlsbad to be specific, I think it was like 2 AM when we checked into the hotel and Logan was complaining the whole time about it being three star because he’s a stuck up rich boy who I like to tease when we stop at any place that doesn’t have room service. Which granted has only been like one hotel so far. So we checked into this room, two queen beds, really small and you should have seen the look on his face. I wish I’d had my camera out. So anyways, we crashed for a few hours and got up at like 10 or something and of course when I got out of the shower there was coffee because apparently Logan is convinced that I can’t function without Caffeine, which might or might not be true.
I’d picked up a bunch of those brochures in the lobby the night before to see what was around so we decided to go to this Carlsbad Caverns place which wasn’t too far. We went on a self-guided tour of the caverns. It was just fucking amazing. I think we spent four hours walking (even though its like a two hour trail) and talking during that, just looking at the cave formations and every so often I would hit Logan for his Logan-esque comments. I don’t even have words to describe that place. All the natural rock formations and the cool air underground. It was so beautiful. I loved it. It made me forget the world outside, when we were talking we didn’t even talk about people we knew or all the fucked up shit in our lives it was just talking about everything and nothing and that’s the kind of thing you have to talk about when your down there. Or just not talk at all.
We ate at the underground café and then headed up to see the flight of the bats which was pretty cool even if I was a little worried I’d get shit on by a bunch of bats. They had this adopt a bat program and we both did it but Logan wouldn’t tell me what he named his bat. I was very creative and named my bat, “Bat” I told you, I’m super creative.
Then we decided to head into town and get some of the local flavour so there was dinner and then we went to a bar but I only had one drink with my fake ID because I’m still anxious about all that. I only drink with people I trust and I watch the bartender pour it. Finiky I know.
And then we went back to the hotel and Logan had that same look on his face when we walked back in, complained that there was no mini-bar and insisted we continue the Battlestar Galactica Marathon we started in Nevada last week. We’re up to mid-season 2. I’m going to make him watch The Office next, just you wait.
So it wasn’t perfect but it was a really really good day.
Muse: Samantha Landry
Fandom: Original Character - Veronica Mars
Word Count: 652
We’ll just forget the fifty-million e-mails and voicemails I’ve gotten from my sister in the past few days yelling and bitching me out for leaving Neptune just when she gets to town. I’m sorry but after hearing nothing from my awesome sister for months or even when our father got arrested? I don’t feel all that bad for doing something she’s known for. Especially since I’m pretty sure Logan and I are actually staying in the country on this little Kerouac trip.
So yeah. Really really good day. Well yesterday was pretty awesome. We stopped in New Mexico. Carlsbad to be specific, I think it was like 2 AM when we checked into the hotel and Logan was complaining the whole time about it being three star because he’s a stuck up rich boy who I like to tease when we stop at any place that doesn’t have room service. Which granted has only been like one hotel so far. So we checked into this room, two queen beds, really small and you should have seen the look on his face. I wish I’d had my camera out. So anyways, we crashed for a few hours and got up at like 10 or something and of course when I got out of the shower there was coffee because apparently Logan is convinced that I can’t function without Caffeine, which might or might not be true.
I’d picked up a bunch of those brochures in the lobby the night before to see what was around so we decided to go to this Carlsbad Caverns place which wasn’t too far. We went on a self-guided tour of the caverns. It was just fucking amazing. I think we spent four hours walking (even though its like a two hour trail) and talking during that, just looking at the cave formations and every so often I would hit Logan for his Logan-esque comments. I don’t even have words to describe that place. All the natural rock formations and the cool air underground. It was so beautiful. I loved it. It made me forget the world outside, when we were talking we didn’t even talk about people we knew or all the fucked up shit in our lives it was just talking about everything and nothing and that’s the kind of thing you have to talk about when your down there. Or just not talk at all.
We ate at the underground café and then headed up to see the flight of the bats which was pretty cool even if I was a little worried I’d get shit on by a bunch of bats. They had this adopt a bat program and we both did it but Logan wouldn’t tell me what he named his bat. I was very creative and named my bat, “Bat” I told you, I’m super creative.
Then we decided to head into town and get some of the local flavour so there was dinner and then we went to a bar but I only had one drink with my fake ID because I’m still anxious about all that. I only drink with people I trust and I watch the bartender pour it. Finiky I know.
And then we went back to the hotel and Logan had that same look on his face when we walked back in, complained that there was no mini-bar and insisted we continue the Battlestar Galactica Marathon we started in Nevada last week. We’re up to mid-season 2. I’m going to make him watch The Office next, just you wait.
So it wasn’t perfect but it was a really really good day.
Muse: Samantha Landry
Fandom: Original Character - Veronica Mars
Word Count: 652