Wow.
So i went to the peace protest in DC today and I just have to say it was probably one of the coolest things i've ever been to and bared witness to. Everyone there was so interesting and the weather was gorgeous and i have funny pictures. I fell in love with this old women who was all decked out in like neon green leggings with black shorts over them and a beret and jacket with big floppy crocheted flowers on them. She was right there with everyone pumping her fist as much as she could and shouting some chants. It was probably the cutest thing i've ever seen.
I went with my friend Laura, her friend Melanie, Melanies girlfriend Cindy, and about 6 other kids from Lauras high school and their significant others. 3 cars. We were supposed to leave at 5am today but i get a call at 8pm last night asking if i could be ready in 2 hrs to leave and just get a hotel room. I was out with Greg just driving around and bullshitting so I said sure. We all meet up and i'm suprised to find out that there are 3 cars going. So we get on the road and of course at the first rest stop we stopped at yesterday night on our way down, 1 of the cars doesnt start back again. Of course. Thank goodness for the kindness of strangers! This man knew just what to do, i was shocked. We finally get to DC at like 430am. We wake up at 10am and walk down to the capital by 1. We experience everything. Drums, celebs (jane fonda, susan sarandon, sean penn, etc.) , renegade cheerleaders, hippies, anti-anti-war protestors (one being a like 17 year old boy whose retort was "go get a haricut" to some guy with dreads and how there really WERE weapons of mass destruction since he read it in a book. priceless, let me tell you.), and really gorgeous guys. We talked to everyone and anyone, i loved the vibe and the general niceness of everyone there.
Of course now its 1145pm and i have to go to work at 1am until 615am. Of course I'm exhausted and probably developing what feels like bronchitis. I'm sure none of this makes sense because i'm obviously deliriously sleep deprived, but oh well. I have pictures!
I went with my friend Laura, her friend Melanie, Melanies girlfriend Cindy, and about 6 other kids from Lauras high school and their significant others. 3 cars. We were supposed to leave at 5am today but i get a call at 8pm last night asking if i could be ready in 2 hrs to leave and just get a hotel room. I was out with Greg just driving around and bullshitting so I said sure. We all meet up and i'm suprised to find out that there are 3 cars going. So we get on the road and of course at the first rest stop we stopped at yesterday night on our way down, 1 of the cars doesnt start back again. Of course. Thank goodness for the kindness of strangers! This man knew just what to do, i was shocked. We finally get to DC at like 430am. We wake up at 10am and walk down to the capital by 1. We experience everything. Drums, celebs (jane fonda, susan sarandon, sean penn, etc.) , renegade cheerleaders, hippies, anti-anti-war protestors (one being a like 17 year old boy whose retort was "go get a haricut" to some guy with dreads and how there really WERE weapons of mass destruction since he read it in a book. priceless, let me tell you.), and really gorgeous guys. We talked to everyone and anyone, i loved the vibe and the general niceness of everyone there.
Of course now its 1145pm and i have to go to work at 1am until 615am. Of course I'm exhausted and probably developing what feels like bronchitis. I'm sure none of this makes sense because i'm obviously deliriously sleep deprived, but oh well. I have pictures!