rush, rush
oh, what you do to me. ♥
KLJHDFLDKHSFLKSHDFJKLHDSFKJA. I COULDN'T SLEEP LAST NIGHT. Jason was like, "YOU NEED TO GET SOME SLEEP, SERIOUSLY" AND I WAS ALL, "I'M TOO EXCITED TO SLEEP!!" /Disney-commercial-kid. No, literally - just like the kid. BUT HE WAS SO SWEET, OKAY, HE WAS ALL, "I'll rub your back until you fall asleep" and HE IS BEING LIKE, SO HELPFUL THROUGH ALL OF THIS, I CANNOT EVEN. I SWEAR I'LL SHUT UP ABOUT IT SOMETIME SOON BUT I PROBABLY WON'T. ANYWAY.
I got up at 9-something, and packed my shit and just freaked in general waiting for the car to come. AND THEN THE CAR CAME. BLACK ESCALADE IN MY DRIVEWAY. WHAT. CAN'T EVEN. We got to the airport and I don't even remember. OH, we made a video on the flat escalator, I WILL SHOW YOU IT. Actually, no, we are going to edit a video of the whole trip probably because we have been filming a lot. EXPECT A MASSIVE POST. This is just a drive-by. ANYWAY AGAIN. It was so much fun, WE WERE SINGING COLD HEARTED SNAKE ON IT. Then we went to TGI Friday's and Jason kept asking people if they liked Paula and I kept dying of embarrassment and telling him to stop asking people that lol. Then we rode the tran thing to our gate and got on the plane and I still didn't believe this was real life. I took a minor nap and then we watched Glee on Jason's laptop with a headphone splitter. Then we watched Californication, which PROBABLY wasn't the most airplane-appropriate thing but whatever, there were no little kids by us, so.
The plane landed in Phoenix and then we went to our next gate - our seats weren't by each other so we asked about switching but they didn't have any available. And then our connecting flight was late getting back, so I was freaking out because we had a car picking us up and we were going to be late and lsdhfa. They called Jason up to the desk and he was gone for ages and when he came back, I was like, "What?!" and he was like, "... they kicked me off the plane." And I freaked out, ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS, and he was like, "LOL, no". YOU FUCKER LOL. No, they got us seats together, is all. That flight was kind of shitty because it was late to get in and later to take off, and there was no room for luggage and kljdsfhja. I fell asleep again, whatever. OH OH! No! We watched Mr. Sunshine too - I LIKE IT.
We landed in LA and got french fries immediately and then we went down to baggage claim AND THERE WAS A GUY HOLDING A SIGN WITH MY NAME ON IT SHUT UP. KLAJSDFHALHK. We got in a fancy black car, that was stocked with candy and water bottles for us and I was dying. And then he drove us to Hollywood, I ALMOST CRIED IN THE CAR BASICALLY OUT OF NOWHERE BECAUSE THAT'S WHEN IT HIT ME. This entire thing. I don't even know. We checked into our hotel and then walked across the street to Grauman's, AND THEN FOUND PAULA'S STAR A BLOCK DOWN AND TOOK A SHIT TON OF PICTURES AND I AM SO GLAD I BROUGHT HIM BECAUSE HE IS GETTING PHOTOS THAT I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED, THEY ARE SO BEAUTIFUL:
YEAH. Then we went to dinner, had great burgers but fucked up fries, there was parsley everywhere, wtf. We went to CVS and got poptarts, skittles, and fruit snacks, and do you see how this is like, the trip full of my absolute favorite things? I just... ♥. I'm going to try to get some sleep now but I have no idea how that will go. FUCK.
edit - I AM SORRY THOSE PHOTOS WERE BIG. I DIDN'T NOTICE BECAUSE MY LJ HAS A MAX-WIDTH THING IN THE HTML SO IT SHRINKS THEM AUTOMATICALLY, I DIDN'T THINK